Going West Through The Arch

While you are still crossing over,

Not yet renewed

By these fast-moving waters,

Living still in the present,

In the humdrum of the now,

Covered with dust of the past,

The dazzling

Stainless Arch beckons.

In slanted early morning light,

Rainbow dew drops

On shoreline sedge reflect

The bejeweled archway span.

Leave the old, broken,

Wrinkled ground behind!