see how my skin is this impossible
blue-veiled-green
bluer than the shocking sky,
greener than the yawning evergreens
that my fingers stretch out
beneath cool peaty earth
to water into growth
mountains towering above, pillars
of creation, gifted
their millions of glittering rainbow gems
to adorn my edges, my foundation
where delicate hooves of deer and elk pause,
dip their slender faces
to my icy, holy bath - without reserve -
come. come baptize yourself here
where millennia worships with silence, abundance
the violence of my creation was
cacophonous
only a gentle lapping, the slap of a fish’s tail
or the cry of a bird - high - a black speck
remains
a choir you can only hear
at this altar