Dear sun,

Kiss me

Pour into me so I may be warm for others

Lend me some gold fairy dust

I wish I was as high as you

So natural and known- your meaning and timing

But I've already floated among the clouds, so perhaps I'd be better in the ground

Rooted in the ground, I mean

I wish access to nature was a human right

I wish human activity was organized around protecting our mother and abundance for all others

But then we would know all others is the same as none, the same as one, the same as God

Sometimes I feel like the suffocated earth underneath the pavement

Sometimes I feel like I'm longing on the rings of Saturn- watching her, me, taking apart and connecting the world she sees

I must run into the woods

And reach a stream

No one else to tell me it's time to leave

Where else would I go to scream?

To sing?

To swim?