a river that cascades rises

Rises as if pulled up by the sky

a sky trophy even you believe

You believe you are caught in a spell

spelled, roped by a god

Hair a rope, cursed in a white dress

addressing the clouds white with your eyes

Eyes locked caught in the river, barefoot

bare cinnamon dirt, pebbles, mountains

Mountains exhale a blue body

a blue body I see every day

Every day the lungs of a blue diver with five wings

with five starfish wings you are not caught

Not caught: summoning, palms open you are a meridian

a meridian calling the Sun a rubythroat honey eater

Honeyguide it shall be done unto you the stars

the stars all the out-of-sight islands sing to you.