A loss
A becoming
A walking away
The opening into…
Ruins of the expected,
tatters of the uninvited-
materials for another’s build.
Destruction,
this razing, a forgotten call heard-
Void,
her all,
Now.
These palms, soft cups of sky,
await
not only unstoppable but
full ocean strength.
Mystic union.
Awe of the inexplicable,
untraceable connection
–
This fig. With the plucking of this fig-
Initiation.