The Spirit
You’re all around
I watch your surface ripple as you rush past
to meet your other, vast, salty self
in the unimaginable distance
Promise of a vastness half-fathomed
faint sound of seagulls
that you haven’t yet met
The trees in their sun clothes
with a veil of mopey cloud
live their secret other lives
in your loving reflection
You’re all around
You kiss my hair and soak my hems
drum on the world that bears me
a billion notes falling from the skies
You’re all around
The exuberant, rich fountain
glittering sun’s gold
bubbling murmur
children’s clear squeals
You’re all around
Tamed in my shower
mine, in my own home
I hide in your steam
you take me in and you take away
the day, the mask, the load
Where?
I would not know
until I’m all that’s left
You’re all around
You’re life and clarity and infinite muddy depths
shimmering reflections
doors between worlds
force unstoppable
You’re there when I cry
you’re there when I swallow
you’re there when I feed my baby
you’re there
in my blood
the imprint of an ancient sea
ever changing, ever renewed
You’re all