I mostly see your watery eyes
that sparkle like the ocean
that dissolve into your blue shirt
and that dissolves
into my blue bowl
and my blue bowl is space.

I have learned a few things from you,
like how to sleep on an airplane
with my feet folded on top of a tray table,
and how to stretch my legs up between the seats,
and the stewardess says, “My you’re flexible.”
I’ve learned how to squat and pee in the woods,
and I’ve learned how to squat and pee
into a little metal can if it’s raining in the woods.

But where does my mind come from?
Where does it return to?
How does my mind go in bodies and out of bodies,
from one body to another body,
teach me that one
and one more thing,
how does God come into it?