Sunday, February 5, 2017

old skin

widen, find
yourself and walk
through the skies and leave
the complicated like old
skin

and be whatever you see
be free to go
wherever you find yourself to be
this moment

magically everything like dust and hope like
my fingers twigs and my ears to the ground

never speak only listen
I am forever like you like nothing is

humming humming like birds
like saws and cars and bees
humming like the trees and like
blossoms
blooming high and low like the tide
never leaving
never coming never coming into being

crows clinging to it by their questionmark feet just like we
do
and the nebulosas know they know
because they are one
just one and so we are

did you know
what did you know?
did you know
that you didn't?