Silent and sure

A congregation in constellation

Faithful and far

The world an endless question

Under a sky full of stars.

--

I grew up on 'Calvin and Hobbes' but it never gets old because Bill Watterson was always presently futuristic.

Across the Causeway

I know night and day, and
I also know black and white, heck
I even know of,
"the dying of the light."

But here I am a headscarf,
coming into view,
and covering all the parts,
of the things I thought I knew.

I am visiting my neighbour
(she's fifty-nine this year)
and now that I'm on her turf,
I find her kind of queer.

A world away
Across the Causeway
I know now for sure
This is a world
a way.