Call Me Home

You are the river running through unfathomable greens glassy yellows down in the core of the river flicker lightness on top You increase me…swell me…impregnate without word or deed push me to the fore till my sail fills with your carbon a deep blue undertow …rip tidian only moderate and full…like a plate of food...of vegetables …of fruit…of corn You are the dark brown peat from which I absorb minerals vitamins … steel ...magnesium…sulfate the pillow of my essence’s rest in your name …hurricane You fall on me Wash off delusion And I am a small green thing …a fine rooted thing Small leaves of me stretch for your chloroformian shadows My roots dig deep hear your drum beat in the equatorial regions of the flaming core I bend around the rocks …look under ever beetle’s shimmering skin in all things you can be found Amorous and craving …a magma surface of tension and sun in tree tops …dark places in the dark alleys You are the blue jay…the cardinal but also the raven the oak knows you too well…the west wind too and swells up in my skirts…my cottons my downy …my linen …my lead you stand … your hands on your hips look out over the possibilities hungry for returns I echo Light housing across ….a sound burst a wave in a vast universe of waves ..so many too many waves but you will hear me Master of my heart lover of my flesh and bone…my fat ..my thinness…my crispness…my luxury You will hear …what no one else will ever know and call it home