Toward the Possible
I hearted the path, where silence sways
beneath the industry of stars, high and late,
in a sky machine-worn, yet tender in its gaze.
I abouted myself, unfastened and free,
footing each thought like stones across water—
a breath of peace at the edge of where I’ve been.
Despite the dark, I camera my way,
graining each moment in silver and static,
how light itself bends, then gives way to grace.
I speech the night, unafraid of its echo,
letting words drift, soft as sand in the hand.
In the hollow spaces, the quiet possible waits.
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