How It Might Continue

 

Wherever we go, the chance for joy,
whole orchards of amazement--

one more reason to always travel

with our pockets full of exclamation marks,

so we might scatter them for others

like apple seeds.

Some will dry out, some will blow away,

but some will take root

and grow exuberant groves

filled with long thin fruits

that resemble one hand clapping__

so much enthusiasm as they flutter back and forth

that although nothing's heard

and though nothing's really changed,

people everywhere for years to come

will swear that the world

is ripe with applause, will fill

their own pockets with new seeds to scatter.

--Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer