Asta Encounters the Divine in Big Laurel Creek

Photograph by Gene Hyde

Sun soaked and sparkling,
Asta somehow knows, sipping
Deep the light-filled creek,

Shimmering, shining,
So numinous below. The
Ripples softly speak

Of this bright altar
Of this holy flow, of this
Old dog’s raptured glow. 

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