As restless as I am sometimes
I still resist change
I want the exact same cream in my coffee
The same scarf around my throat.
I want my husband to love me just like
He did forty years ago.
I want to go on safari with trunks of clothing
And tea sets
So I can construct my life in the middle of
The jungle and
Sit drinking herb tea
Surrounded by throngs of elephants and stilt birds
All of them
Singing for me
Because I am
An explorer who has carried my world
On my back.