I lie under
The Aspen leaves

I stare and
I stare and
I stare

Until they become
Something else

A heard of butterflies flapping their wings
Sparkling ripples on a green sea
Twinkling clusters of stars on a deep black night

I stare and
I stare and
I stare

Until they become
Nothing else but

A fluttering in my belly
A pricking on my skin
An impression on my soul

i   ,   they
we

D I  S   S    O     L      V       E

Particles swirling together
Up & Out,
Scattered
In all directions

Evaporating, whole, into
Something else
And
Nothing else