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Laurence Overmire
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I ease
my body
down
into the water
A cool slip of consciousness
pulled
Through the cord of tendon and nerve
The fading image of daylight
Reflected in the float of a leaf
The branches opening overhead
A dance of moon and clouds
across the sky
The cricket time of night
Where mind and matter merge
A draping mist moving through the shadows
The cup of my hand holding
A thought for a moment
Releasing it
The lap of breath on bone
In consonant rhythm
With the stars.
~ Laurence Overmire
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