In the Palm © 2012 Robert Fullarton

God

So great and so mighty

So gentle

take the baby’s hand

To draw the boundary in the sand

Time as rivers

Take the impatient

Mind to crumble

Like dust

As all rusts

In attempt

To conquer

Ocean

Or the great blue sky

But a baby’s hand

To the mighty wind

Will meet

the gentle

centre

the diplomacy

and clemency

of dreams

and cures

combined

this is the meeting

of the waters

this is the fertile valley

this is a dream unbound

through a vortex

where death

appears

as a ghost

but never a reality

in the centre

of a baby’s hand