Outward Flight (psalm 323)

Watch
how he darts and wings
away from suffering city
stretches
come, hands out
spreading out

Growing, grow - I'm growing longer
so fingertips touch in the glittering skies
and the toes are in the mat
toes, toes are in the mat

Himself
in every step
every step
everyone
he is gone
I am gone
everyone is gone

Ticks into the connection above the skies
and connected down under, oh

Himself
in every field
every step
every farm
he is gone
I am gone

Everyone is
everyone is gone