Uprooted

it has been so long since I last moved,
that I forgot what it means
to take a step forward —
that my feet got stuck to the pavement
& grew roots in its crevices —
that my perception gathered dust &
flightless birds nested in my sentience.

it has been so long since I last moved,
that now
my footfalls echo farther than ever before
& resonate in the depths of my very be(ginn)ing
because this time,
I have nothing to lose.

Ti(d)e

there is sustenance in the wind;
though you left
(your whole world)
shuttered & dank,
it still
feeds the storm —
b(r)e(w)ing.

Unravel|Uplift

bits and pieces
of a shattered year
coalesce;

and from
acutely despised rubble
evolves a clarity ~
so blinding;
so vigorous…

it courses; to melt
or advance
the human eye.

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photo credits: scientificamerican.com