How a stamen sees a fish is how I sense my kind Billions of individuals with one mind asking Where Do I come from Where am I going There is nature Here is me And there is  Nature in the miles of wire The moon in the laptop The wind in the washing machine

Patience Independence From a singular many Trillions of parts With one mind answering How a stamen can see a fish Can I sense Billions and trillions Where do Am I Go I There is