Michael's Smile

It was late at night and
I was talking to Michael.
We were looking at one another but
We were an ocean apart.
He was looking into his camera,
And I
Was looking into him.
It started as a little grin
Merry eyes
And laughing cheeks
And climbed out his chimney
And danced across the river
Lightly stepping over cobblestone streets
On its way to the edge of land
And flew across miles of waves
Skipping across billowing stretches of sea
Leaping across whitecaps higher than
An iceberg’s peak
Jumping onto land
Rushing across fields and meadows
Scurrying under overpasses
Traversing through vineyards and orchards
Passed through winding cables and
Bounced off satellite signals and
Settled into my heart.