I close my eyes,
And I Am.
I inhale,
Deeper than roots,
Higher than sky.
Suspended by breath, I expand.
I am a series of exchanges,
A dance of forces:
Boundless spirals of rhythms of rhythms.
I am the pause between birdsong,
Awaiting reply.
Echoes of laughter bouncing on brick,
The rambling babble of overlapping lungs.
I am the smell of hot, rhubarb crumble
Brewed by loving hands.
The patient saliva building against cheek.
I am the flowing negotiation of river and rock.
The shuffle of Leaf’s underbelly,
Caressed and stirred by a whisper of wind.
I am the heady scent of Summer’s bloom,
The chattering teeth of Winter’s chill.
I am the missions in motion
Of chaotic critters scurrying through Earth.
The plots, rotations and fields between planets and stars.
I am the lingering warmth of the Sun after set.
The handshake of light meeting dark.
I exhale…
To grow and explore the moments of movement
We miss with each blink.
I open my eyes, and I am You.
You are me.
We are everything
In between.
