all of these days lapsing and lulling
drifting through hues bleeding gray and blue 
watching the stream bend and blend with trees 
and rocks till our life slips out of view
above a hawk navigates the sun 
and black vultures skate the spreading sky 
standing on the muddy bank we squint 
and watch and wonder and wait and sigh 

(Words and images Copyright 2015© by Michael Kallstrom)