YOU ASCENDANT La Dispute

I had visions of you wandering alone
Daylight burst against
Printed flowers on your dress

And the sun in your hair
Silver white

I watched you walk
Purposefully along the shoulder of the highway
Indifferent to traffic and it to you
As if neither existed

Alone there like all of us

And the summer colors shone
Bright open fields of goldenrod
The sky soft stone
Sapphire and selenite
Agate
Blue lace

Pale white bone in brush
All things to dust return but you keep on

Heading westward quick down Fulton Street
As if a thing beyond compelled you walk now there
And you could not take your eyes away from it