Standing

in my skin

and watching from this distance

that invoked oaken passage opening

go within to see the other side

first inhale the fresh and the green

note the plush dampness of the leaves

the minute wetness casting it's rainbow

your kin, here as it rest in the palm, this lush leaf

run your hand along the smooth branch

one lean in and there's walking to be done

keep your peace

holding your lips

and smile one time

here the stone pathway

and the tv sweetheart of the rodeo flashes in holographic movement

but pink intercedes and looks to

what sources of warmth and coolness might be

flowing her way

that sweet canoe lined in fur

it's time to watch the branches overhead run the race of skies

to place fingers in the water and feel them buoyed by current.