We are all connected.
The slightest movement of the foot reverberates
through the leg, hip, belly, rib, shoulder, head.
The stick tossed in the river upstream
makes it’s way down to the inevitable beaver dam.
But even then it’s only safe till the next flood
when it will be pulled away from its assumed relatives
and make it’s way, bit by bit, to the ocean,
changing into an unrecognizable being on the way.