I am walking the hills again
I am calling the owl
It is dusk and I am barefoot in the cul de sac
This long light remembers forward
And wonders in reverse
In the shadowy always
no shoes required

Collision
Tomorrow we return to the beginning
The crack in the marble altar
The light on an obscure goddess’ face
The clear blue air of altitude
Laughter ringing the valley

A million possible lives etch across my palms
And Hadron might change the signature,
let water flow through this rock in the stream

Truth
we are atoms split at birth
the fusion of which is the reason of our existence