Tucked in a leather satchel

On a horse galloping at top speed,

down clickety clack train tracks

Conductors swinging lanterns fly past,

Nestled in the eaves of a long haul truck

Speeding across state lines,

How many ways can I send my thoughts

3000 miles to you.

Through vast silent forests and floating across lakes,

Past dusty plowed fields

Through deserted small town intersections at 3am,

Over jagged teeth terrain,

How many ways can I send my thoughts

3000 miles to you.

Perched on the spines of drifting music notes

In crisp Winter air,

Etched on the back of ghostly moth wings

flying before dawn,

On the fins of whistling arrows

Shot straight and true,

How many ways can I send my thoughts

3000 miles to you.

Wrapped in polka dot paper

With raffia ribbon all flourish,

On glittery dust motes spreading

From fireworks lighting up the sky,

Sprinkled through dancing snowflakes

Carried to the moon and back down again,

How many ways can I send my thoughts

3000 miles to you.