Say it began with —
trucks and truck stops,
a gap in a fence hedge
where someone slipped through.
Vans. Garages.
My spirit raised
in a hilltop haze
to ease — oh, not then.
And then,
a lovely fluid hand.
Tag: photography
The Water Test
Which of them is stronger
The one who watches
or
the one who lives?
The truth:
The part that watches is loud.
The part that lives is quiet
but it is still there.
And it only gains strength from small experiments in movement.
Not from forcing yourself.
Not from rushing.
Not from trying to “fix anxiety.”
It grows from proving to yourself — in small, humane steps —
that you can go into the water and come back out.
The world keeps moving, even when we don’t.
Everything is shaky except for the minerals.