honeydew (lighter is the green)

how many hands
can a heart have?

how many breathes
can a life sustain?

how much sand
there is at the bottom
down of the sea
and how many bees
around a Christmas tree?

are my chains
still on?
are your freedoms
free kingdoms already?

Let the answers be found
in the sound
of a little seed, growing,

shaping its story

out of its round.

Let us be the ground
of our rooms
in reality.

Are we ready
for the bigger dimension?

Sweet is the house
that we do not question.