Monday, June 24, 2024

What we have for others
we so rarely keep for ourselves
and what we see in ourselves
we so rarely find elsewhere.

Sun streaks between parting clouds
and the heart lifts,
a breath caught in widened eyes,
suddenly so certain the universe
is huge, yes, and beautiful.

Chins on our chest and eyes closed,
our words soar, boundless
into infinity, yes, and beyond,
following a path etched deeply
into space, a familiar vibration,
short and shaky, a breath catching.