should mean, I am coming to the ruffle of leaves.
A cue to the coral should mean it is 7
and I am to miss tea.A well stationed azure should mean
the bus will have left by the time I reach.
A wind is still learning to settle
what it is going to leave behind.
On the roads when people spill along
with brown leaves, there is a reflection
Of a chai spilled, a biscuit broken —
A tip to summer and an earthworm.
When I arrive early, I take a longer route.
When I arrive late, I am already seeing
the sky at home
(but at some other place).
Glad that the one thing that won’t move with me
will be this scene.
I am occupied in looking around
because I do not need to carry the sky,
or pack it, or remember it forever.
Also, I can’t really do any of those things.
Even knowing that my travels speak to me
More about home, should have
made me feel adjusted.
Most days,
I feel Well Traveled.