estuary

fresh water, as arctic snow melts
in a down stream trickling
to meet up  with saline  waters

at high tide mark 
in flattened low lands 
forming estuary
 
a liquid so rich
with vibrant life 
we sit in pools,

supported by granite foundations 
a mottling breeds  gratitude  
for all things 

earth water fire air 
surrendering rings 
blessed solitude 

we as raised souls 
make moon love bath, 
do share star showers,    

moonstone  melting
blessings in our hair
skies flickering flair

kate lamberg
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