Today I consider those who do not see what surrounds, and none of us see all. We all must screen to survive, and yet, I want open eyes all over my body, today, to see and absorb as much as I can. I want to tap sight on the shoulder and say here I am. Sit with me, with all my eyes, open, as open as the sound of finely tuned sand.
Today the birds are singing,
and the trees are swirling the sky on their toes.
Many do not see,
and so I open eyes
like cans
and set them there
for the clouds to drink,
and wink,
opening and closing
the distance
we constantly wean
when we sense
the rim of the tide.
