So Simple

It is magic in the woods,
a temple in the heavens,
a creature of more than
light and life and dignity.

It is sky-high with pride.
It is failure taking its best shot
and success in its most humane form.
It is from roots to rain
and back again.
It is the mixture
of skin on skin.

It is strength,
of the thickest leather
and of the heaviest titanium.
It is fullness,
greater than the oceans crashing
into place like fragile glass.
It is transparent,
simpler than death.

It is less complex than a metaphor,
less elementary than a simile,
less profound than an analogy.

It is color without grey.
It is laughter with tears.

It is him.