Monday, September 4, 2017

Kit Kelen #611 - I'm here


611
I’m here

and soon sort meaning from it
no more wise than was

but here!
and picture it to tell

I’m like a garden grows its own way
out of the wilderness I know

the bucket brims
with more than I can tell

still try

here because the steps were taken
and here’s luck as well

this sun grew up among us
it was all forever
and never more than day

much love made me
I must acknowledge
sunshine stashed away
self-taught
as everything worth knowing is

I’ve had time soak in to me
time’s struck me down as well

doom is the already said
walks tall among we stalks to scythe

there’s going to be a year to die for
I’m rolling up my sleeves
spit palms and rub
like a blowie does

life has to have been portable
else how otherwise?

it’s after the knowledge there’s time beyond
you’ll come to see you’re here

if light falls to me
I’m touched
and sometimes even dream it

day out and about in me

music pours into the place

and what do you see there?

I’m here –
that’s first sun in my face

and have a little roll around
take myself off the leash
rub tum
and often tune the thing

there’s a lot of blade to this
else rank

one truly capable of happy
how’s that for ambition?

people ask me where that is

one wonders of course where they’re at themselves

all birds beginning with a song
all I can say is I’m here

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