Monday, September 12, 2022

coming in

my eyes are insistent
yearn to find amends
rivers wake unaware
these roads catch fire

for ever there is light 

I unfasten the heavy
I catch myself happy
a song between sighs
what is day, if not this



Pic: Sunrise over the Maple River. I get to work so early these days!

3 comments:

Gillian said...

Picture from your car?

maya said...

Gillian--Yes... There is construction on that stretch and we were stopped.

StephLove said...

Nice

an unfolding

I have been dreaming of people invisible mountains I exhaled  into existing twisting, quickening and though  short-lived as grass, are seeds...