to this day’s small breath

be vulnerable

and let the light see your dark

we all have shadows

clusters of curled lace

grasp the gentle breeze — holding

to this day’s small breath

you are so rooted

connected to the clouds — earth

life’s meditation

skip around this bend

in this filtered light — in joy

on the trails of self

you’re an integral

an area under the curve

of forest — of time

in this hollow space

in this swale — the ash trees sway

to the zephyr song