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The children are ready
They are already spinning
Arms outstretched
Right hand raised to the sun
They don’t need our advice
They need our love, our stories,
And our faith in their revolutions

You know where to plant a garden
In the unused places in your mind
Where no one else goes
You planted seed
But forgot water
Paradise is waiting.

lying on top of a hill
looking upside down at the waves
from here it seems
the water is trying with all its might to fall off the planet
leaping and straining and almost succeeding
until the sky guides it back to earth