thank you

I have such a dear heart.

When she sits down

she lets her legs splay out 

and cocks her head to one side

and smiles like an idiot

like a fool she wanders

through the fruit trees

plucking,

gathering 

gifts to close the gap

between her loved ones 

and a blessing.

I am glad to support her. 

I make miracles for her.

She is a miracle being.

I am a miracle maker.

The both of us make God. 

And with that vision 

of a smile inside me, 

I drift through life.

Defining 

as little as possible.