Water never ends,  It phase-changes From iced fissures, The glaciated  now, To the melted  Now. And phase-changes Back to the glaciated now, Again and again, Freeze-thaw Freeze-thaw Amen To this enso without end, WinterSpringSummerFall, A seamless flow of water That never begins because it never ends.

[caption id="attachment_3290" align="alignnone" width="640"] Pointing/Not pointing[/caption] Water never ends, it phase-changes from iced fissures (the glaciated now) To the melted now and phase-changes back to the glaciated now, Again and again, Freeze-thaw. Freeze-thaw. A seamless drip and ice of time, WinterSpringSummerFall, enso without end, Amen.

Don’t think of this as my persona, but my poets persona, perhaps even a much wiser person than you or I will ever be.  Consider it a well-intended warning you can take as you will.   Some “maybe truths” that you might have considered I have left it too long. I am gone, Long gone,…