Soul-speak

Are you the ribbons of daylight

unwinding across tree-enclosed fields?

Are you the density of shadows

keeping secrets in unnoticed corners?

Are you green-flourishing, or tearing apart?

Both and more.

I am mixed motives and unfinished conversations.

I am disquiet and complicated silences.

I am uncertainty and confident witness.

Both and more.

In another life I might lower

my gaze and forget to be

everything at once.

In another life I might heal

into the grandeur of just one thing.