Monday, May 11, 2015

DWELLING

Ellie—behold
your indelible fingers! 

A thousand—
or more
generations 

are in there. Myself
included—and 
the big helpful hands

of your parents,
of course—as well as the palms 
of each

tender pair 
of theirs. But it's
not merely! those

of your ancestors—for
inside each 
little fingernail

there's a future.
A place

where obscure 
weightless multitudes 
are gathered—abiding even now

in the incredible 
power
you hold 

as creator—
of such a wordless 
and beautiful 

future—
for each 
unimaginable son

and impossible daughter!
of your own

children's 
possible 

handfuls—of children.