I stand
expansive
in the desert
rain pours down
the clouds rumble and roll overhead
the sky tears itself apart
and I scream out
my heart reaches
past the torrents
hair slicked
soaked on my naked shoulders
face
back
body
breath
and I am free.
gravity the weighing of objects the weight of thoughts unstrung like dust in the moonlight carrying on unbound for chance at matter mattering to matter to be
waded to wait wayward we fly past tall buildings of water of living light we know them feel them are them but do not know them as our own we turn obligatory circles whispers reach us and we learn
amongst the ferns we wicker and scare yearning for the little finger chance to pay us mind our due but overdue is our submission to grace of abundance our invitation to everlasting the times of coming