The sky changes like you.
You've shown me your greens and blues.
The smile is of manifesto hue.
I bother not to look at us as two.
I am the sticky you are the glue.
The pigment of paints.
A child's and a saint's.
The strong sweats and the distant is faint.
A romantic mechanic.
The evolution of fingers.
The revelation of mud.
The simple Hindu Cow chews her cud.
Your spirit was not broken like the intelligent child.
Your bewilderment grasped feathers and never hides.
Your thoughts are like gravity and the hands that abide.
Your loving arms are open, endlessly wide.
You know what you need in order to live.
You take what you need in order to give.
You receive it all and retain like a sive.
You are my Hero, virtuous, benevolent, and sensitive.
You know your neighbors.
You love your Mom.
You see the river flow.
You like you job.
You help me float.
You help me see.
You make me feel,
You're one with me.
�2003 Daniel J Harris