Day 737, tide.
The tide is her now
low and clear the surrounding of current
the ground of things are.
Day 736, inside or out.
Inside I look at you
a warm home to go and contemplate
and say little but everything.
Day 735, Window into the future.
Often, I see clear through
but on the surface when in focus
you see your future self.
Day 734, Perfect circle.
When you’re closing the circle
you have been pushed at different times
but pressure makes its rounds.
Day 733, power.
Standing to support our life
to hold in place by your embrace
and carry our current over.
Day 732, Night walk.
The trees stretch out above
the path I go at night alone
to touch the half-moon.
Day 731, turn.
I drive home and turn
because there is a being over there
I don’t want to be.
Day 730, Back to nature.
