All River

for the landscape artist Andy Goldsworthy

The sheep by the river are also a river.
The grass they eat a river. A river
The wending fence than pens them; a river
The men who tend them, those who did and died a river
Too. The river itself is a river.
The shapeshift stones within it? River.
Whatever flows it on is river. River
Abides, and what changes is river.
The artist’s mind, a river in rivers,
Links the motion driven in all, the All River.