In and out the shaded Creek 

   Frolicking spaces, where rock bottom embodies her ineluctable reign

Higher, and higher, Life takes her form.

fruiting, falling, leaving tenderness out to play

Bundles of movement now taking their grip

only so long until, once again, the Creek is lit

Spiders dance in mothers lace

Bees, seem silent, indulging in next day's pace 

rock bottom, rock bottom 

Take me in

Avoiding their sound 

   As we solemnly sing