Sweat like a second

skin smooth, wet

sheen, shaded by leaves

that droop, wait, and listen.

The pond tells

all: no fearful crouch,

hesitation, or blocked,

angled body. Water exists

to share itself, cool whispers

beneath webbed feet, feathered

tails. Listen, no secrets in pinholes

of light, leaves cracked open—patient

offering. Turtle head peeks

through a ripple. Air and water

comfort communion: communication

without limits—like the dog

smiling at strangers. No strangers

No danger No life without

connection. Children share, adore

water, embrace the breeze with laughter,

listen for life to express itself, and know

they are one voice in the rainbow.