with careful
placement
heal to toe
across the stones
cutting edge
soft movements
stepping lightly
across the yard
ever reaching
outward to green
jasmine scented
climbers
line the wall
takes the sting
from the day.

just as
Autumn
brings with it
longing nostalgia
new moon
eclipses
the child ages
leaves pieces
of themselves
behind
always pulling
mother’s skirt
demanding
attention
through the
calling
an answer
returns
journey beginning
another one
ends
such that
while turning
the corner
discovery
is made
you find yourself.

fractured light
waving
images and faces
fading
water sweeping
swirling over
descending
into deeper
blues
yet, I am flowing
through
I am flowing
through.