Father water

 Your father water
your father had sons
the earth carried life
as the sun did planets

like tadpoles in the riverside muddy ditch
someone saw value in us
A god who knew us in our dreams
who prepared our brains as one does a feast

Your father trucks
and heavy transport
upon the roads of potholes
burdens and sharp curves

When I volunteered father
and I disappointed
a split second of distraction
You were there

life miniscule or majorscule
has no translation in any human language
a mere word cannot capture it
Father, thank you for life

For every bitter sadness
for every quasi epiphany
For the road and the river
and the journeys I have taken on both