As one packed when into the boat by whom
is not a set of coordinates on the recovery map
you’ll need a good strong cup of coffee for this
as termites tunnel the elephant hull
chewing into the edges of an ever-refolding sea.
You see, I’ve been places.
Need one invoke the child’s reaching hand,
scream for green and blue
when they come unbidden, are here already,
and who will commandeer the ship?
I don’t see a captain anywhere.
Until we get back to the night that bore us
the age of twilight is ours
to own one step at a time
knowing lightning is a trickster
And rain is likely to cause slipups across the deck.
Oft times we’ll be able to meditate on future steps
bringing worlds to bear to lighten the load
of uncertainty, but certainly we will not succumb
to the foolishness of acquisition.
The tools have been sharpened and oiled.
The work is where we reside.
Eternity is not our business
except in the void of unknowing
making this moment, this step all there is.