come with me to the outreaches of drizzle
the upper branches of the tallest oak tree
look down wondering
is this, this
all there is
might there be a sizzle more somewhere
holier
one branch or twig that can make me whole
make me freer
thunder that clasps
louder the trunks the ground the breeze
enlivened , one thing to make me see
heaven perchance here,
on earth?
Shall I climb the volcano
swim the widest breach
jump broomsticks
searching
or
just touch another?