Feng Shui

Wes Anderson
replaced my favorite tree
the birds I prayed for
ate my only
fig made their nest in my
dryer vent
numbering the parables outside 
my window 
God's wisdom like a movie
in real time
prompting crossroads and choices
about how to think
I raised ducks once
they never mastered the row either
simple questions sink deep 
"what's your special talent?"
one day I would like to embody joy
and servitude for love's sake
but I'm just learning to sit with the thing
the book
acceptance comes first 
examining the polarity 
of my fear
mindful that it too
is under my dominion
so I just told him 
"feng shui"