Everything gathers
then comes apart, swinging
a pendulum
oscillating waves
tides pulling in, releasing out

We spin dizzy
knocking our heads against each other
tilt forward and back
river stones tumbling in the eddy

I say
the seeds we scatter to the ground
owe us nothing
let go, wait and see

You say
bring me the water, the tools
the sun, the earth
your hands
we have work to do