A poet walks into a room
with a camera, like, to write it down
To capture this thing which says to folks
this is the moment which evokes
Everything about you, every thing
about all of us, listening
All about you, and her and me,
the wind, the stars, the sun and sea
That thing, the thing, the very one thing
makes meaning – makes the stars go shimmering
We walk into rooms remembering
to find it, and sing
And we sing and sing and sing and sing
and sing and sing and sing and sing
