Hills and hills
over mountaintops
so green, like the greenest tea, like plantburst
somewhere beyond,
these valleys and kneescrapes
you wait for me
So much of children laughing
You with your quietness and you gently forgive
like how you forgave my mother for tearing you open
when you gave birth to her
the stillness of time,
the cruelty of time
and how it goes unyielding
how it fools us into thinking we can never go back
and maybe we cant
until we can
like a river stowing dreams
but here you are, as soon as God blesses the heart.
and you learn
that love is the moment you feel your heart wrench
against all impossibility
that the sun shines in the dark
somewhere beyond the dreams of hearts
you excuse me, for being covered in dirt, all scraped knees
and you say, that's my child
a girl of wild. my precious one
and somewhere beyond my screams
crying, God please, please
let this heart mean something
let us not be the end
of a summertime bliss
so far beyond veils, that we can only dream
so and so far beyond, that so gentle of a soul's unwounded lullaby, in the depths of night, so far beyond to this, this silver and a wispy unwhispered stream. Tastiest liquid treasure drank. Just the stuff of dreams.
