Qena

The sun is bright, the sun is hot. You can smell the water but you can't see it. You see nothing but bright limitless earth beneath, bright limitless sky above. The water, the living, moving water, it is an invisible presence, the limitless third party just beyond seeing, just beneath the horizon. A blue ribbon in the middle of the earth. Endless this way, endless that way. The life in the midst of. And where life is, time begins. No water no life no time. And here the still form, tongue out, eyes open, beneath a limitless sky, bright sun, hot sun. You can smell it, you can see it. Tongue out. Smiling, you smile. Still life, no life. A tentative sniff. There is no water to be seen. There is no time like the present. No life no water no time. It is still moist.