Today,
I bought the world on a piece of paper
and took it for a walk to the top
of the highest hill I could find
With ruler and folding care,
I separated Africa’s spending spree,
and blinked geography goodbye
so that Indian fish
holidayed in the cold Atlantic
and the Reds surfed on North Shore
Atlantis neighboured the Taj Mahal
yet here it felt the same as before
I freed that aeroplane
on the longest wind,
hoping it would fly far enough
for Life to find it… and find its way back to me.
Image by Stokpic.