little boy fishermen

In the same way we've always been, we are one.

I can't explain this to anyone, I don't want to even try. I'm here and I'm alone, and I'm there and I never am. I'm allowed to have a part of me that remains unchanged.

Animals make noises, they her each other cry out.

My heart breaks and opens. I run like a flower through a field.

Dance, the music makes you sway.

Goose says, honk honk, go away.

I don't know your body, but I know your spirit; it's standing on the banks of this lake.