Welcome to the mess, wee rogue wizard.
We’ve been waiting for you, and not just
because you might help the polar bears,
in a little while. I’m guessing you’ll love
penguins, cuttlefish, and urchins, too,
not just because your Mama and I do, but
since you’re likely Piscean, in more ways
than one (I’m guessing). Hey, it’s not
just a mess. You’re here, after all.
There are these big trees, and over
there, to your left, the ravens are
lining up on that mountain, which
different people can access, in their
own ways—we can hope. Maybe
you’ll design green machines, later,
to engage those folks who want to fly.
You don’t have to plan stuff, just yet.
Enjoy your first moments, not just
because it’s today, but every day.
Rest, knowing your Mama,
who is one fierce duck, as kind
as a sloth, and as smart as the
wolves next door (who get a bad
rap, but deserve better) is watching.