First Impression of a Double Rainbow
You saw a double rainbow for the first time
and I wonder why reflection a constant
is rarely in view
the science opposing spectra
reaches no conclusion
sometime before thencareless and strong
we find ourselves climbing
the gap between summit and space
cutting our packs loose
fear drops a thousand spinning feet
after descent:clear afternoon
the moon rests
at the peak of Mount Temple
sound erodes
waterfall feather
a measure of time so small
it has to seem like forever
for anyone to remember
sometimes
a child wishing a balloon
I know the moon to filter through
a cool cloth against fever
I am here now
close your eyes
