Once,
I heard you sing...

your whisper (when it made the sky quiver)
was like a lonely dancer...

your leaves
(when they part with you in autumn...

I thought I knew
my place in the world...

You know, you really do give me strength
in your fractured fragility...

On one planet or another,
you once told me...

I grew tall, strong,
roots deep, branches long...

I once
had a dream...

I saw Mrs Fields
reach for the sun with her eyes...

When I see time pass by
in your palm's wrinkled paths...