Advice for Experts
Today I ate a poem for breakfast.
Then I swam with sea turtles.
I climbed to the highest branch and sang a lullaby to the blue heron.
I started breathing in stream water,
to get the salty taste of the mountain's bare shoulder out of my mouth.
I told stories, but I didn't lie.
I didn't have to lie because the truth was far more beautiful.
I place my hands over my face,
but I found they told me much much more when I put a pen in one
and a pad of paper in the other.