part of the problem

part of the problem

is, I never grew down

grew up, of course

but never deep into dirt

fingers caressing worms

never had the chance to know what I learned

see what I yearned

cross the bridges I burned

the sum total of all the worlds that turn

the endless river to the ocean

the seed of a world-configuring notion

pleads solemn for a place to take root

in my miniscule imagination

I have stumbled down the cavern to truth

opened my tiny heart to you

looking up

I

Yoko Ono's installation piece

John Lennon climbs a ladder

looks around and around the room

looks up, on the ceiling

the word, "Yes!"

II

at Einstein Bakery

always trained on books

phone and food

a moment within

curiosity fueled by despair, hope

a look upward

the top of the sun-illumined tree

framed by skylight window