Crow Aspect

Cascading down tawny orange wall

Into shallow pool framed in grey marble

Steady sound of water colliding with water 

Moving not at all, yet motion felt

Fronting waterfall stands spiral sculpture 

Of thick flat steel, Hokusai’s Wave vibrates 

Here in this moment and a few before

Not understanding the maw of future 

Where time eats everything and nothing

You appear suddenly as if called

By a gathering storm of art 

Engulfing, then flooding the senses

To balance your centered self 

Transforming from human contour 

Becoming shape of pure animal exuberance

Bakasana transcending

Connecting this world to a world beyond

Muscles clenched, blood surging en force 

The cool water from the sculpture pool

Splashes your hands as you push downwards

Gravity aching to consume your scaffold pose

And then just as collapse draws near

Legs shoot back in swift extension

Back arching, face pushing skyward

Moments later you are gone

Sculpture now absent visitation

Murmuring echos of you fading to memory