The Day You Were The Whole World
By John Isbell
As you worked in the garden,
You expanded to become the entire planet.
My breath stopped.
You touched the earth around the crocuses
From the other side of the world.
The crocuses stood a little straighter.
You breathed in,
And your chest lifted like the sea.
You breathed out,
And your lips parted like an opening rose.
Your hair decorated your shoulder.
As you smiled,
The sun came out.
Your laughing eyes
Blinked and I fell through them into space,
Tumbling past Saturn’s rings
As you admired the daffodils.
I kissed you without lifting a finger,
The day you were the whole world.
