Interbeing

Thailand_Lana
Today I left Thailand
A beautiful country
Monkeys snatch water bottles
Cliffs loom high to climb
Mountains and oceans delight

Mangos ripe and
Motorbike rides to Golden Triangle
Buddhist temples
Songkran water festival and
Snorkeling in southern isles

I know these things
Through my daughter’s being

Thich Nhat Hanh teaches the mystery
Of being one with another
Who can say where one ends
And the other begins?

I felt the saltiness on our skin
And the rocks beneath our feet
Now the pause at the plane’s gate

I cry to leave Thailand
as I sit
halfway around the world.

Flip Flops

sandals
Where is the girl
Who loved the sea
And the sand between her toes?

Now she surfs the web
For storm warnings
And reads of shark attacks.

Where is the young woman
Who dreamed of love
Adventures and salty water?

She lives in the city
And has traded
Some dreams for fear.

Where is the grown woman
Who loved to sport
Her pretty, painted toenails?

She tells her daughters
To wear sunscreen and count life jackets
Before boarding boats.

The sandals she once wore
Give her blisters between her toes.

Wheels to the people

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Place to go
Way to flow
Chariot ride with tires below

See the man
Prison-free
Books in orange bag I see

Pillow filled
Clothes she clings
Family well loved she brings

Soldier dressed
Camo decked
Back to training he reflects

20’s girl
College shirt
Test tomorrow, better work

Dreadlocked man
Sleeping leans
On one who’s asleep in dreams

Tourette, smells
Homeless man
Sold insurance, was his plan

Mother comes
One man moves
Making room, an unsaid rule

Early bus
The free man
Stretching feet in newness stands

Peanut sack
Georgia shack
Plans to leave and then come back

On the bus
People crammed
Passage to the promised land.