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.

Wheels to the people

Place to go
Way to flow
Chariot ride with tires below

See the man
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.