Og! (For Lyn)

'...og! ' You command the language & it obeys you. Providing you with a dog. A sleepy dog who when he hears you wakes up trundles over to you slumps at your feet & then goes back to sleep. You the Queen of Words. 'Ahhhh...og! ' you stroke the word & it obeys your every whim. 'Dog! ' I say. He opens an eye &...looks away as if to say: 'Who's him...then? ' Ahhhh....my little cave girl I love your little explorings of the tongue and how the world comes when it is bidden. 'Dada! ' you pronounce & I to come at once tied to the invisible string of your voice. ******* 'The stars...' you explain to me '...grow heavy & fall as snow.' 'How do you know? ' I ask. She looks at me as if I am stupid and doesn't even deign to explain any further. 'I just..know! ' My five year old dances amongst fallen stars a universe holds its breat snow still in the sky me so very small reflected in her eye. ******* HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE Captured in puddles my daughter pokes it with sticks ...moon cries for its sky!