the encounter of jefferson and the couriers

beneath an
ancient-structured stem

by a placid river

the casket waits
interminably –

whole lives
are spent like this,
leave marks upon the land

which are erased
by breaths of a breeze –

yet here the solar lion lays
steely eyes upon the cask –

attends –

and the couriers,
alert to this gaze

respond with ready hands,
towards the expectant handles –

from behind the sinuous
limbs of the stem,

make their moves –