by the cool rushing waters
upon sun-warmed rock
toe by toe, beginning
devolution, unmaking
words whose utterance no longer matter
captured and spun into lace
the ultimate meaning, nowhere but here
as all meaning is or ever will be
in the great, unbroken silence
all things are said
my words stutter into nothingness
recognition, at last, at last
the pattern, unfolded
like a heritage doily
i held it for a time and then,
let it ride the rushing waters to the ocean