the sun is rising on the tall treetops
and a little bit on the boulders, making them glow.
the rocky bottom of the clear stream melts into ethereal, upside-down images
of the green and golden world
as we all sit together quietly, brightening slowly into daylight.
the trees are reflecting in the water
and the water is reflecting on the rocks, shimmering,
glittering on the white stone.
the rocks are reflecting in my eyes
and I am reflecting in the sky
and the blue sky shines out into the eternal night,
saying, “This is Earth.”