let time wash
over you
like clouds
across the
sky
or the shadow
of the sun
crossing the grid
of a
calendar.
time falls
like rain
to rinse
your bones
white &
clean.
to be
means
anything
you
want.
the mind
really doesn’t
need a
home.
let the
light
intoxicate
your
heart––
hiding in
shadows &
reflections––
aimless as
the
wind.