They had a feast in your honor
I decided not to go

I decided to walk the great gardens
Balancing on the high stone walls

Jumping here or there
Listening to birds sing

Sun up
I was nobody in particular

Getting lost in the buisness of things

I could have been a beetle walking on a leaf

I could have been a fox
Watching you from the quiet of a hedge

So when I lay down on that green grass
Everything so altogether warm

I didn't think about you
or me
or your monologues

I thought of a hand full of bees

Pulling at my body like pollen
Spreading me out over the life

The pond full of hungry coy
Hyacinth

A silent crane watching me

I would swim in this pond
But I am satisfied to loom above my reflection

Seeing myself reflected on the background of heaven