July 5, 2023

finally a breath

to take inventory of life—

a colored breeze.


some sweetness hung

inside the life of wind

against my cheek.


the sunlight becoming,

as slowly as it will,

invading my universe.


come into me,

so that I may feel

all things again.


a soft hum,

its voice an echo from

a world above.


one I cannot

see, but that I can

feel, somehow, somewhen.


no more hiding,

love and water newly born,

honest as morning-light.