March 9, 2018
After a year of howls, gifts.
Not sure I can articulate this, yet.
Harness has become a listening blanket.
Rage has become discernment,
patient, like a well-fed shark
constantly in motion.
Pain has become beauty,
complex, like music.
like sky and lake.
There is time.
I am grateful for this, since it will take some time to make a new story.
I can feel the new story coming
from across the lake.