Held
By earth
By the realness of existence
And all its illusions
By warm stars in a fragrant night
By shadows of clouds and torn leaves
Held
By the roots of my crumbling identity
The falling masks
The fiber of connectedness
Between each other, you and me
Even when we break apart
Held
In this space of unintended calm
Unexpected stillness
Within the eye of the storm
The soft water running to the sea
The salt of my tears
The depth of that empty sky
Held
By the dark and mysterious
By brittle dreams of a frozen heart
And the silent cry of wings that don’t know how to fly
Held
Here, there, somewhere
Nowhere
By flowing time and hollow space
This wild hopeless hope-filled life
And
Breath