2025 NaPM 1 April

[rowens]

Walking Smile


A strange flying craft sounded
and I looked up
with my hand over my eyes
for the sun was there,
and in the glory of the white
peaked sky, I saw through my eyes
but not through my hand.

All mountains are flat
when you walk with god,
all divisions sewed like twins
when you walk with god.
All deaths the salvation of the mind
when you walk with god.
Cells leak,

turning out new obstacles
and divisions, gods, puddles,
landfills, cremations,
pottery shards and mysteries
brightening experience,
sensation, giddy wandering,
stepping

into this now . . .