The Map

map aeroplane

Today, I bought the world
on a piece of paper,
took it for a walk to the top
of the highest hill I could find,
and, with care, folded it-
-and blinked geography goodbye!

I separated Africa’s spending spree
so that Indian fish
holidayed in the cold Atlantic
and the Reds surfed on Santa Monica’s Shore
Saint Helena swam in the Mozambique Channel
… yet it all felt the same as before

I folded and folded until
I set that paper aeroplane free
on the longest wind
in hope that it would fly far enough
for Life to find it …
and find Its way back to me.