kaleidoscope

the world is flat and square

said the table

oh no

the world is round

and so bouncy

said the ball

the world is windy and open

said the hawk from high in the sky

laughing

the fish

smiled at the silliness...

the world is weightless

glistens and glides

the sun looked down

and saw it all

the world is very very hot

it glowed

the icebergs

cracked and cackled

and broke into millions of pieces

melting and floating

and disappearing into the ocean

the world is flowing

they said

all things

flowing

into each other

i hold the fish

the hawk lifts it up

rising high

into the sunlight

that melts me...

the table,

the wooden boat

but risen from the ground

as a tree

then cut

and formed by hands

of a man

that also

dribbles and catches and throws around

bouncing balls

that roll

and soar

and fall

and float

and everywhere

it's all true

and though it all looks

sounds

and seems to taste

very different

Life

is

but

One