recent observations, july.

bellwethers.

We float through

constellations of water lilies,

dip our paddles into the night sky of the morning lake.

Tiny fingers pluck star-crowned berries,

tuck taut orbs into pockets,

to pop into a mother’s mouth,

to send tumbling

down a pillowy path of sun-warmed spruce,

to stain bare feet.

Lake water dries like a blueberry’s bloom on newly browned skin.

Symbiotic organisms sip nutrients from the wind.

Lichen.

Siblings.

Stars.