FOX NUTS AND BAT NUTS

The large wood bucket floated

on the even larger water surface

me the little boy sitting in the bucket center

It was my first sailing away from the land

to the home of fox nuts and bat nuts

The large autumn sun shone on the placid water

and I gained at a glowing age

wet memories, memories leading to

the hometown of fox nuts and bat nuts

The adults were interested in what’s beneath the water

while I was only keen on what’s above

Rowing and rocking the bucket left and right

I shall travel to places I had never been

I shall harvest the fruits of water

I shall transport them to the land

I shall move their hometown to mine