my ways of knowing
ground and broaden me
these selves find paths

converse with others
accelerated and refined with
    larger channels
    heart spaces
    head babbles
    proprioceptive tastes
    moments     for presence
                        for patience that rushes
as so much water reaching its threshold
through hands and strong holds
over nondescript brown beds give way to green white
          spray the edge and no secrets
          in that generous silent trajectory
water with weight and levity,
water en masse