She Becomes All Of The Landscape Poem by Kevin Kiely

You drive with a river on your left
through a valley and hills
to embrace another river on your right

high above what is happening
as your speck of life
with fire-edged beauty
burns through the senses

the foreground rolls into
an existing immensity
magnifying insight where this high
is boundless in the clear knowledge
that change itself does not abide

yet, change seems to preside over all
rules all, overcomes all
change is all between change
after change, and ever-changing

within the weakness of wanting
certain things to remain unchanged
but that is impossible

the songs must be true
because I love her to the point of madness

I must accept that what I will
is not always in my grasp, not always
what can be controlled

I can rise higher than the trees
their arms and limbs in choral forests
above the sea cliffs

the depths and deeps of oceans
are floating continental islands
and every country
swaying with the earth's axis

and in rehearsal, I asked her:
is a blue flower seen
from outer spaces, strings…?

and her reply:
do you really need to ask