First light
Miracle of
morning
Peeling back
night
Like a page in a
book
Snails peek at
the doors of their shells
Gold in their
mouth
Shining
Astonishing
light
Courage pounding
at the cage of ribs
Yet stillness
rides
The steaming
backs of grazing bulls
Quicksilver
lizards
Snapping through
their thoughtless
heads
A toad stone
still
Peering out
through the window
Of what he is
Indelible
character
Obeying itself
Innocence
Watching
written for Irina Brook's production of Henrik Ibsen's "Peer Gynt" at the Salzburg Festival
