having your life’s journey illuminated for you
many long, hot summer nights to remember you by.
enjoying a real conversation
twirling through the hot afternoon stillness.
offering some good advice about nuts
the plant critiquing the painting
wondering which mast is yours.
lying very still and feeling as cool as a cucumber
listening to a cactus conversation.
making a splash
trying hard not to laugh during a comedy act.
knowing that you don’t know where it’s going
being at the locus of the lemniscate
the day of long slow light shimmering into evening
the road rising to meet you – the wind at your back.
singing and singing all night long
welcoming your friend into utmost simplicity
we are miniature galaxies…all connected
meeting at a secret rendezvous in a faraway place.
left high and dry with little to say
knowing what is inside them