Water
She danced in the waves
leapt with joy
Sand fed through her fingers
smiling in the sunset
The edge of the world
And left the salt
and the long rolling waves
Ranks of breakers
and the soft floor
While the Sun boiled in the ocean
The clouds highway
Weather and river
Valley full of farms
Two tall towers stood
Into the hills
She slept like a charm
Tentative child
Speaker to dragons
Uncertain sapling
From the old uncertain tree
She dressed formally
labeled her case, folder and stand
Waited patiently
left and watched
I waded into the new place
Her nervousness witnessed by her mother
where do we go
Where do I sit
where do I find my paper
Over here
In the sanctuary
Dozens of children
Tuned up chaotic notes
Alone and different
Until a wand raised
In the sanctuary
Dozens of children
Played a single note
Beautiful and
They know
And I watched her write
on the score
And speak to the neighbor
playing next-door
and raise her horn, posture strong
Dozens of children
Who had not met
Began to play
As though they had known each other forever
Ode to Joy
She was back there again
In the saltwater beach
Jumping in the waves
wind in her hair
and I wept
Her tribe puts the mist in a spiderweb
Stacks the kernels on the grain
Hangs the snow on the mountains
The trees on a slope
Booming big as the sea
and quiet as the smallest spring
her tribe is gentle and strong
Stronger than me