I don't know what I was expecting
today.
Somehow it seems off.
All the words that I can't say
don't have any
meaning.
Perhaps you met them on your
way here?
The strangers we know from our
dreams.
The places we go to stare at

nothingness

before we realize that it's as full
as the sky.
Just ask the birds.
A beautiful, flaming day-
so beautiful that you must cry.
Too beautiful, perhaps.
You realize, sometimes, how much you were
or weren't
meant for
a place. A place
that's so much more than
a place.
Forgive this brokenness as
we avoid stepping on leaves.
Just as we forgive those who step
just to hear the
crunch.
It's all connected in your mind.
Don't
you notice?

Nothing

Only your fragmented
breathing.
Searching for the pulse
beneath
the fragile skin
of the universe.

11/03/2008

Posted on 07/06/2011
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