Afloat

Afloat,
In impossible, possible,
Beauty.
A river,
Each drop,
A mystery.
With words,
I call you,
Osprey,
Black cockatoo,
Darter.
With eyes,
I see right through,
Such simple, childish, fallacy.
And within,
Without,
I name you,
But one thing,
God.
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