It came by the water,
Washed on the beach, buried in the sand.
Pearl like an eye, infinite circle contained,
Roundly folded into itself yet facing the world with all of its smooth sides.

Marbles of infinity and math
Leaf rot patina trod by the many pilgrims.
Frozen mud ruts.
The melt of ice back to the river.

Astonishment had its day.
We could almost go back to sleep.
Rub sound with the breeze.
Almost find another time to do this.

Think about it some more.
Curing inside
The almond seed of a mighty tree.
The dark, the tide, the moon.

Pull enough encouragement to begin.
Smoke curls with first sunlight,
Dust stirs from wheels on a faraway hill.
Voices drone on and on.