Heat



Sillimanite



Rock

Hurled against rock

A mass thick and unyielding

Pressing crushing crunching

Now the furnace ignites

Burning away loose debris

Melting sweltering smelting

Across time

I stand atop a granite ledge

Look downward into the gorge

Where Sequoias reach for Heaven

Someplace far above my tiny body

I remember your touch

Cautious amazed gentle craving

I remember your eyes

Cool and powerful

Enough to stop time

Waves of heat rise upwards

From the freeways

Far far below

Where travelers imagine

Pools of sparkling liquid ecstasy

But haven’t the time to stop

In future distant

This precipice

bearing my weight

Shall be grains of sand

Beneath some sweltering sea

Where strange fishlike beings

Are lured by your hook

Nearby I drink

of the sweet water

That we carried with us

To your secret place

I wait for you

To set the fire

And cook our supper.