Sunbird

I flit

from gleaming river

to glistening sea,

from all that we

to all that me,

fresh east to salty west,

southern sweet,

and northern free

there is a lake

between us,

and aquifers

for cactus

and basins

of anemone

from the river

to the sea,

from womb

to breath and one

with oneness

I be,

from the river

to the sea.