i see a wild sparrow flitting outward on the pond and the length of ripples following its low hanging perched feet i see raindrops falling near a street lamp and their explosion of reflected city lights against the dull gray asphalt i see a sunrise on the red planet and moonlight falling on a patch of snow across the Devil's Bridge i see the ocean waves i see the stars shimmer i see a garden bloom and still she wonders why I can't take my eyes off of her poetry