green leaves fall from trees
they give with so much ease
your heart sees
the songs of vision
enlivened by music
we all must wait for inclusion
her faith is grace
and oh what a fragile space
that is...

the world in which we live
gives hunger to the full
and takes freedom from the bound
our ancestors found secret groves
and uncovered hidden troves
of parsley, watercress, and clove
these fortunate waters could not be tread upon
by the animal’s daughters
who bred with limitless abandon