With Thanks

She wondered, and prayed, and slept

at which angle

to show themselves the best

and the others did discover

in what they did invest.

Like a swan invests the vision

she drove and drove

unto division.

Like the wheat and the chaff

to bring the farmlands back

and give native ways to say

“Now restore the lands.”

And all the transplanted

and long-timers lasting,

taught and loosed the strings

attaching to the cobwebs of

the mind. They all climbed

out and started to jive.

The wolf of the mind

did huff and did puff

and eventually sucked air

and breathed out a toot!

(With thanks extended to Antoine Beauvillian for sharing his craft, his art, his gift)

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