a day for softness

things settle softly, like feathers falling to earth. i navigate broken down trees and washed out rivers. head always turned to the sky.

when it rains it pours. heavens open to mimic us. human endeavours oscillate like tides. i lay in this salty soup and watch the moon.

change seems sudden and all this slow shifting reminds us that there are always forks in the road. i deep breathe through day time. practice paitence for as long as i can muster the courage to think of other things.

i am not without joy. my body startled. i sink into clean sheets and dream of other places.