They are hidden in a place
like a key lost in the dark
A plane’s vapor line
disappears from the sky
An insect flies away from view
like a worm crawls beneath the earth
A flower you cannot see
has withered back in its own pod
The lines drawn by our skates
vanish from view as the Zamboni drives across the ice
Small, cold, tiny snowflakes fall gently from the sky
disappearing into a thin layer of snow
The water in the stream that was just in front of you
has flowed away from where you just saw it
A wave begins to form
then crashes down to join the others
Raindrops fall from the clouds from high above
Suddenly they have disappeared into a puddle
making a small last splash
Newark, Delaware
