Where All Is Action?

The dance is on us
inner-party people say,
lightening the tread

trees harken at heights;
they pass into the village
by aquatic frogs

A game of Marbles,
Out by cooling tortillas,
A Mother is there

Rows of blue-yellow
sky and corn, on down the road
take my shoes off now

Down by lake- action 
miniature reflections
high above the trees

Looking up above:
Smoke detaches into stars
dreams, woken by frogs

Morning local-warmth
magical drinks from a well;
giving out substance

We carry our boats-
love shines on us from clovers
passing by the goats

Pour-in entering
the river sees us along;
a lifetime of lives in depths

We glide right by Fall
Scenery is leaves falling
flat on the water-

In the world, spinning, 
we are one of the many
hearing the world call..