It is in the moment,
there in the contrast,
there in the contrast,
I notice the smallest of changes,
hearing the faintest of noises
that reflect a novelty
in this area of stationary
a deepening in this
tide’s pool.
But more and more I see
that the soft outlines are a portrait
of you;
their shadows incoherent
their true depth unknown.
I begin to feel –
more than see –
the light filter through
and drown out the form
that was once only backlit,
illumination causation
for a new comprehension,
I knew not what expectation to create
there may always be a struggle
there may always be a quiet
but there is resilience,
this time
this time
there is more to be found.
are we there yet?
