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