On a lulled and certain morning,
A moment steps into the road
and takes everything that once was.
Empty plans drift
while you meet that singular,
and every thought is upended —
even your own name becomes a question
with a whiskery twitch,
by an uphill flow on furred feet.
As this fierce current glides around
you, a cracked stone in the river,
a rush of recognition rises
in its wake —
nothing can undo
the living earth that binds us,
the timeless spaces
It is a wild and irrepressible
that holds us all.