02 Jun Back 40: Wayfinding

The path from here must be instinctively traced
each breath avowed to relational space

all thought attribution
all feeling atavistic

The way rain and snow
dance across an interval of shadow
scaling in and out of form

the way stars darken toward us
until our struggle to see them ceases
and we are secretly envisioned

the way one letter tracks a marginal blank
kerning a word after a word after a word
divided by angles of invitation

The way beyond far-shore mountain
over waters that flicker gray-green

not only here where we watch the light die
there where watched light is dying