perfectseamlessthings

I am the lake
Cradled in your mountainous folds
My cracked shores exploding
Into snow-capped glory
I am the jet plane
Speeding in the other direction
My destination fixed
But unknown
I am the baby boy
Squealing with joy
And his parents relieved
By smooth sailing
I am the captain
Proclaiming our progress
Three
Sisters
Mountain
I am the larger lake
Proud, sprawling
My body solid
And opening
I am the tree on the peak below
I may look small but I am
Glorious
If you stood beside me
You wouldn’t believe
My strength
I have stood here for a hundred years
And may root here for a thousand more
I am the engine outside your window
My propellers dutifully charting
A “perfect” course
Trust me
I am the sun the snow the people the land
I am at once each of these
Perfectseamlessthings
Know me
Understand

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