it looks like a child
called Brazil or a children’s book
in possum creek
I can create the world
I want children to see
and taste and be
compassionate as a way
of living
it looks like living
in a community of nomads
to earth, we hunger to belong
and say something significant
like love is the only known
and here we move to and from
and always within
lighting and touching
vast tides of possibilities
like the single drop returning
to the ocean and seeing the journey
to land is contained
and moving to a greater pull and law
