Creekbed

under the cedars
   BX creek washes
   a very tiny world.

we step carefully,
      leaving no 
   footprints,

      witness to
our passing.

like ants, we
      walk our
pointless paths,
   insignificant
in many ways,

and like to think
      ourselves so
   important.

but we are not.

   a lttle water
      washes
rounded rocks,

the cedars know.
   that water is
      essential. 

we need it too,
cleansing and
      refreshing,

some kindness
   to our souls.

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