I will sweat until I am a puddle,

there is nothing more for me to do

than to simply become one

with the moisture of the soil,

to nurture the algae

binding grains of sand,

dissolve the organic into humic

acid, lower the pH

and reconstitute the earth.

There is nothing more a parent

can do than to dissipate

into vapor, contribute to humidity,

become mirage of water

on horizon.  There is nothing

more for a father than the taste

of salt on lip, the glint of sun,

condensation of sky onto skin,

transformation of skin to dust,

of dust to nebula, nebulae

into new worlds.