I feel a lilt
in my heart song responding as the intrepid path winds out to touch my foot - a filament of not-yet-known and the reverberant echo as I allow my body to be carried by that reaching It is a strange, interlocking sadness. like galaxies meeting a feeling of unfathomable space between but the oceanic ripple makes land at the shores in me I remember… you. Territories of my breaking and remaking terraforming my sediment There are places you lived, places you still reside. a cave system curving to circumscribe my core - a soft dusty plain covered with moss-made loss retaining moisture slowly regenerating my voice oscillates like the trajectories of healing and time like the path of celestial bodies subtle warmth and the tug of desire descend into green. The most fertile and biodiverse lands - hold me. I must revisit this grief, and remediate the deep that has long been waiting for me. Comments are closed.
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