I come from the mad dream
In the heart of a Portugese pirate
In search of new worlds; I am
The crimson wind that swells their sails,
The sea whose glassed hills and troughs
Their ship rides.
I come from the softness in a girl’s smile
I am a sea hibiscus seed that falls
Upon ochre sands, the dreaming tide
That bears it outward.
I am a frangipani tree that twists and turns
Towards the light, roots deep in clayley soil,
Excrement and ivory bones
Witch- fingers raking the bleached sky
To grasp what I came from,
That will lead me home
To the heart of me –
Diamond panes of sun, patches
Of sea- blue sky, stars manifold
As the links of love
That made me.