Flagstones
Rainbows upon flagstones
cast lights amid blue rain’s faint splash,
sparkling streams in the bald air.
A wealth cascades. We limit darkness,
but we could still be anywhere.
Stairs range upward, so we alight.
Here, the late train speeds a single track,
eels its way over low-drawn verdant hills
in a welcome rush of green.
lifts all the strewn parts, recycles lives,
the essence of the inside we carry out.
We are short here. We lack distance.
But we are among the many passing through.
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