A poem for every day and every moment

A poem for every day and every moment,
a poem for every god and every world
that revolves around a star. A poem for time
and limits, a poem for measures and sciences,

a poem for a virtuous girl. I utter the poems
the trees inspire of me, it's like I don't
even write at all, I don't make any choices
of words nor thoughts. She is the sovereign of

my self, the ruler of my slow becoming
in the Universe. I move my mouth and hands
the ways she wants me to, my attitudes

and postures are her spirit manifest
about the real. A poem in every language
used and every name that I remember.