The clouds came down to earth

the dancers danced

they sang and wed

and summoned ancestors

through the prints on their clothes

Everyone crafted their own story

I ate chocolate on that side

of the street

The world also runs

on attention 

I've given all of mine out

for this cycle of time 

Replenishing from stars

once again. Autumn-hot 

As I pile all of me

into the same room

all is miserable

Know thyself

The sun starts out

showing me all the things

I've been gifted

and I pour light into

the souls of the givers 

The art of receiving

glances, help

intentions, touch

words, love, messages

presence