focus on the breathing talent of the wind
focus on the vast energy of the verse you swim in
you can swim
under dark translucence and effervescent wind
bubbles reflect light that is time traveling, and within
today i read that we can only see light as old as the universe has been estimated to exist – moving for some 13.8 billion
the way we see in terms of time and things we think.
i crawl into my body
hard today from not yet dancing
inhale and keep typing.
i will go some place
this place has left me cold
i have been here half my life
i will leave it soon
take with me a shelf of all i think i know
everything of love and pain that’s taught me how to trust
in my art, in a voice, in the ways that i am struck
by the bending of the light in the mass of what is shone
by what we measure
by the stick of all we think we know.
my heart laughs
the idea that we get closer to unknown
that beyond where light bends
we focus lens and call out discovery when really it is bone;
existence has known itself before we came along
and you have been here much further than light in a universe can show.