We are diving down through
endless layers of cloud –
the misty whites and pale
peaches against grays
and steely blues.

How vast is this world
of winds and waters.
And suddenly, my heart leaps,
exalts, as I see it there below –
a thick wash of green, so bright.

Yes, flourishing earth, yes.

The fingers of the lush land
and the lucent, enveloping water
contentedly curl around each other –

meeting, so welcome in
the others’ embrace,
as lovers’ fingers, who
know each other so well.

My body yearns and aches
for this wet, mergeful world
where the sky is thick
and all about everything breathes
with cloud and river.

Oh yes, this home, oh yes.
It is alive and well in me.