Where we are, we can hear birds. Where we are, we can see stars. Where we are, a cat’s paw claws the earth. Where we are, we hear choirs sing.

Here, as always, we hold each other’s hands.

Where we are, we feel thunder. Where we are, we hear dogs howl. Here, swallows catch insects. Here, we feel church bells.

Here rain falls on our eyes.

Where we are, weeds grow pale. Dusk seals our lips, wind knots our hair. Where we are, cracks open in the dark.

Worms slap like whips.

Where we are, we have grown thin. There is water in our ears, the mud has made us grey.

Where we are, morning wipes us clean.

We hear Mother speak our names.

We are here; here.

Where we are, winter grass is growing.

Where we are, we feel the sun.