Make tremendous nests
for the biggest birds in the whole wide world.
The rooks have nothing on us now
We carry the sun through the Spanish sky
We squeeze siblings through chimneys
tornadoes through windmills
& the fattest of camels
through the needle's thin eye.
The tears roll off her cheeks-
she's more newsboy than nymph
The fat silver scissors
Coil the snakes at her feet
She trembles, then leaps:
Surprise, you are free
The path to the ocean becomes obvious, she
is running there, lungs wide
one thousand miles an hour
Every electron nestled snugly
In the solar systems of her spine
Not a spark, not a breath
As she passes by
And as her feet
shall be baptized first
As she runs straight into the water
So too shall her head
Be purified last
Made whole again
By the salt & the air & the sound of the sea.
Is it that a weight has lifted
Or that I've been made stronger?
Is it that the load has vanished
Or that my strength appeared?
It is both, she leans and whispers
twinning her reflection
Admiring the new style for what is gone
As much as what is here.