they skim the surface of the water
leaps of faith, dives of hunger

what a wonder to be sobered,
fully dumbstruck by the beauty of it all

and the scene unfolds in chapters,
bursts of life, the gentle rapture
of the setting sun, bowing
in reverence of surrounding
cypress trees, and Spanish moss,
of swampy water, heron call

the sky is bleeding every color
her heart wide open, air and water
pulse with breath, the stillness bustling
all changing surely, moving subtly
all of a sudden, overcoming
awed and humbled by the beauty of it all

now the waxing moon’s concerto
dragonflies buzz in crescendo
dancing, dining on mosquitos
as the squitos dine on me

cuz everybody’s someone’s dinner here
and the show isn’t for free,
I pay my due, I tip my servers,
the generosity reciprocal

and while it’s true, against his wish
the fisherman ain’t catch no fish
but caught a beautiful sunset
and he shared it all with me

and we were full
and we were nourished
and we were spoonfed
til we were sated
by the beauty of it all

it feels like magic to slow down
cuz it is magic to slow down
to feel it move all around me
to feel it all pass all right through me

to know the land That I am from
we meet each other where we are
to be cradled by her power
to sit here with her for hours

what a gift what a mother
what a home and what a lover

what a wonder to be welcomed,
full belonging to the beauty of it all