n breath
stillness is a sentiment I went to
arriving there in search of what I Knew to Be True
but hadnt Seen
still
wondering where you Been that left you all dismembered
some entities prey on trauma so I am always having to Remember what I Remember as an anchoring through still Waters
the eye of our storm is silent humid n heavy
as a crow flies over the Gulf
straight
january came n lingered on shiny dewy gilded ribbons of fate
we were waving in the the wind sitting hammocked in these webs weve woven over Time
every day they break n we weave them again
in stillness n motion
everything is song, breath
emBodied melody 