Dear sun,

Kiss me Pour into me so I may be warm for others Lend me some gold fairy dust I wish I was as high as you So natural and known- your meaning and timing But I've already floated among the clouds, so perhaps I'd be better in the ground Rooted in the ground, I mean I wish access to nature was a human right I wish human activity was organized around protecting our mother and abundance for all others But then we would know all others is the same as none, the same as one, the same as God Sometimes I feel like the suffocated earth underneath the pavement Sometimes I feel like I'm longing on the rings of Saturn- watching her, me, taking apart and connecting the world she sees I must run into the woods And reach a stream No one else to tell me it's time to leave Where else would I go to scream? To sing? To swim?