Blanket

Today I became part of the narrow stream
My freshwater silhouette
slid over the mossy
red rocks
And sticks
Down the side of the forest

As I slid down like a snake
my hands
began to grasp onto the dried leaves
and the loose dirt

My fingers pushed into the
Wet soil
And my arms stretched deep down
Into the earth
I stood as a naked tree

The winter sunlight
Shining down the hill
Darting between the trees
Touching me

I stood still
Awaiting the eventual
Green of spring

The lake pushed up against me
My hands reached out hoping to grasp
dirt
instead they pressed water
like a swimmer

I gave way
Fell in
And became the ripples that cover
The surface of the lake
Like a soft, reflecting, jelly blanket