ring the bells that will still ring

over mountaintops

so green, like the greenest tea, like plantburst

somewhere beyond,

these valleys and kneescrapes

you wait for me

So much of children laughing

You with your quietness and you gently forgive

like how you forgave my mother for tearing you open

when you gave birth to her

the stillness of time,

the cruelty of time

and how it goes unyielding

how it fools us into thinking we can never go back

and maybe we cant

until we can

like a river stowing dreams

but here you are, as soon as God blesses the heart.

and you learn

that love is the moment you feel your heart wrench

against all impossibility

that the sun shines in the dark

somewhere beyond the dreams of hearts

you excuse me, for being covered in dirt, all scraped knees

and you say, that's my child

a girl of wild. my precious one

and somewhere beyond my screams

crying, God please, please

let this heart mean something

let us not be the end

of a summertime bliss

so far beyond veils, that we can only dream