Subtle because there are so many--
We speak an uncommon language; vision of an echo patterned from a move between the unseen seen gracefully joined in by our worlds and this one--foraging technique--a melody, a lullaby--this ability: you and I
Acute vision of
Complimenting insight and
Your discriminating
Out of harms way, way
Every side begging to
Be wild with your
Not so typical swiftly
Praying endeavor;
Never to strain
Deliciously delicate way
Of ways, align
To catch, so to speak
We who speak
With more than
Our voices
We call out
An inside-out
Fastening to tie
What has been
Set aside
A changing necessity--necessarily bound to get lost in the woods of your--be wild with your elemental building so that we might be apart of all that wants to become long lasting--the teeter totter swift shifting necessary to make this move stable--
Move
Monday, April 6, 2009
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