Out in the World

Published in the printed Issue of ‘Mingled Voices 5’ (Proverse Hong Kong)

Out in the World

For Anthea and Leonardo

I left you both

under tall evergreen trees,

enveloping branches,

and soft blankets of velvety moss

that will keep you warm.

You’ll feed on oxygen,

carbon dioxide,

exciting, intoxicating staples.

You’ll learn from, work for

the world,

believe in Man, regardless, love

this battered Earth abused by all.

I left you in a foreign forest,

but from here to there

it's just other faces, names

languages and manners.

You step on my same underbrush,

sleep under the same black tent

with petals of white glow.

A sunbeam pierces the woods,

darts among us, travelling for

thousands of kilometres

through another time zone,

another slice of the globe,

at an hour that I keep on chasing so that

it ticks with mine,

even when your night rules my day

and sunrise and sunset mingle,

still dyed by the same big star

that will also and above all be yours.

Make it yours.