When You Return
By
Radiance Angelina Petro

The moon conducts the orchestra
of the waves. Scales of fish contain petals
of the sun. Moths slip the gravity of their longing,
and their wings catch fire. Wind lifts and spins dusty
leaves in the corners of abandoned schools.
The child finger-paints circle after circle.
Deer move together, leaving no hoof prints in the grass.
All creation wheels around the sun of its desire.
When you return, the world will still be dancing.