Violin

Strings that fuse the trees,
Aerial roots laced
With man-made galaxies,

With pain between the stars,
Childhood’s waste
Its repertoire,

Metal wound around
The flimsy human brain,
Bits of liquid sound

That tie the adult rain
To the playground’s
Sleight of hand:

Floating worlds
Come down to land.

November 21st, 2016, Kailua
February 27th, 2022, Kaiholu