for every one of us…
a song
and a reason to sing it.
a dance
and a rhythm to move us.
the trees,
they are never alone;
the soil holds them tight,
in gracious union as
the branches offer their leaves,
falling softly in the low light of autumn
into the arms of the earth.
i have at times felt
a longing…
that i might find my body wrapped in sweet embrace as well.
in time the Earth will find me buried deep;
but for now, in my heart I know:
beneath is not where i belong.
my place is here,
with you.
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 