Ah, let me not know you
according to the little box
you have created for yourself,
however sunny its windows
and engaging its points of views

Let me not think
we can only know each other
if our boxes haply interlock.
We are so much grander than that!

Let me know you by the
bright winds of your thought,
the way you meet the broad air
and the smell of ocean,
Let me know you by your tender observation
of that which captures your delight,
by what you come to understand,
and what your hands master

Let me not even require connection
to know your worth,
Let the free ranging of your being
give me joy
for whatever span
it falls across my day.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 4, 2016