Connection Poem by Joe Kidd

Connection

in a fleeting image across the sky
the eternal silence of a gliding wing
there, a familiar, honest and true
enough to guide a body through
the love required to live this life

hands stacked, a web, a vine
a finger moves across a palm
the fortune teller illuminates the bridge
we travel together across this night
no boundaries here to navigate
no time, to age a perfect face

look out to see the flowing water
reflecting that which has gone before
an ever changing bed of roses
to keep us warm and hold us close
words create a recreation
sweet music from moist embouchure
and in our hearts the truth gestating
in perfect season, a paradise born