Gather all your buckets
And put them in meadow
Catch the rain, catch the rain,
Can you catch it on your tongue?
Gather up the dirt to dam
The rivers in the road
Watch erosion cut away
The walls that we've called home
Gather all the dewy stems
Of sorrel, clover, dandelion
Catch a salad in your hands
And picnic in the road
Gather up your candles
Shut the breakers down a while
Feed a roaring bonfire a branch
Feel the dewdrops on your toes
Hear the quiet
Let it go
Set your feet
To the road
Gather up the swirling sea
Into a sushi roll
Gather up the breeze
Into a sailsong we can bellow
Gather all the sand to glass
Curl it as you blow
Twirl the gulls, catch the wind
Let go Let go let go
Catch the music
Let it flow
Set your eyes
To the sunglow
Gather up your bags
Throw it all out, save for one
You don't get a carry-on
When the dusty trail is done
Gather up your friends
Into their beds beneath the soil
Ezekiel can these dry bones dance
Lord You alone can know
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