Think of us like a dandelion
Hands held open
Fingers
danced in the air current
Wafting way up a/head
Out
of sigh/t
We lose parts of our bodymind to the win/d
Carried cross foreign counties,
Many different noses sniff the sky
Notice the change from
Burning bark
To cinnamon
Eucalypt
to elgan
teak
Scents / first indication of difference
Our elements have been
s c a t t e r e d
to/o soft and sharp-sounding places
Kakamega,
Oaxaca,
Uganda,
Leningrad,
Lake Tahoe,
Bruxelles
Soon, India too.
I cannot sit well
with the feeling
Of losing my self,
our selves
/so freely/
One of the dears came back dancing,
galaxies bouncing off her eyelids,
light flicking inside her iris
She calls it the planting of seeds in minds
You..
You’re the farmers.
Off into fields you walk,
head higher
than mine
see your own horizon
with your own eyes
Gather water on the way,
Open hands /
Bottled sunshine
Refresh parched earth /
Stop nodding off, there’s work to be done
Promise to come back in spring
Once this life has taken hold
Settle / roots / everywhere
hug. everything.
I’ve told you before
you are exquisite
you are more than the sum of thoughts,
you're the sum of your stimulations
This earth needs your sweat.
Let inspirations be the lessons
seeds left in your wake
remember:
from many rain/drops
we create ourselves
a lake
i’ve just learned to float on.
When we reach tributaries,
water falls in tribulation
Together, drop for drop,
Reach re/atomisation
things change
there is a positive way
of dropping
one’s pretenses and aggravation
You are teachers, planting trees,
/ Each leaf a frantic spreading \
/\ Each smile a fractal memory /\
friends back home,
shedding skins for you
letting you go,
letting this water flow over the rim of
yesterdays' hidden beach
Means letting the world come in
And go out.
Go out.
