05 November 2017

exposure

do not forget to pause and let the light
green under canopy of ancient trees
keep us all unexpected at our ease
(since none of our predicament is slight)
rather than poised for fearful urgent flight
our bodies trembling with more than the breeze
as the wise voices say that on our knees
is the one posture to await the night
there is no coming back to a safe place
when once you’ve risen through the turbulence
to reach the one true thing you must recall
no matter the incitement or disgrace
the angry shouts that gradually lose sense

in the bright moment between spring and fall