crow
with warm breathe your dark cool met my unsettled heart
who was it that was arriving?
how would I great you,
make a place for you…would I even want you to stay?
would my wanting make a difference?
and so it was
as it always is
with sound and breathe
your story unfolded between us
one part myth
one part map
with no neatline or legend
only spaces and unnamed paths
In my dreams we
make our way
renaming forgotten places
and answering unaswerables
with truths I could never find alone
truths, that are always changing
we, that are always changing
but comfort comes in the knowing of this
the mind is often uneasy
the heart, beautiful and messy
the space between them, in the breathe
is where we meet
and discover that there is More
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