@winter_bloom
MOVED
Moments that undo the controlled self / Opening to what you thought you had locked
NUMB
Nothing quite arrives the way it should / Unable to locate the place to feel
LAMP
Lamp on and everything else made secondary / A habit now to reach for it at dusk
FIELD
Far from the city the grass grows as it pleases / In the late sun the wheat turns amber
DAWN
Day beginning before you have agreed to it / A single bird before the others join
TEA
Twice brewed because it was forgotten / Every cup a small reliable thing
CLOCK
Changed in spring and the whole house shifts / Looking at it when the conversation pauses
ALTER
A single decision made from the deepest part of you changes everything / Leaving a prior version of yourself behind is always bittersweet
CLIFF
Carrying its scars with a kind of patience / Lifted from the sea floor long ago
CALM
Center found beneath the day's commotion / A soft returning to yourself again
VALE
Vapour rising from the early morning ground / A bowl the hills have made to hold the cold air
AMEND
Acknowledging what was wrong and moving toward correction is strength / Making right what was made wrong is not weakness, it is wholeness
SEEK
Searching is the honest state of anyone who is alive / Everything worth knowing hides a little from the casual glance
FIRE
Finally the long cold night has a center / In the sparks each small star finds its end
FLOW
Finding the current and surrendering to it is not passivity / Letting what comes come and what goes go takes great discipline
STILL
Sitting with the unanswered question without demanding it answer is strength / This is the practice: return to the quiet whenever the noise begins to win
FATE
Following the thread that seems to choose you back is a kind of trust / A life of pure design misses the gift of what arrives uninvited and needed
REAL
Reaching past the performed self finds what actually is / Everything genuine costs more than everything pretended
ATONE
Acknowledging the harm and moving toward repair is not weakness / Taking responsibility for what was done clears a space for what comes next
CREEK
Chattering through the shaded afternoon / Rustling over pebbles smooth and cold
DEW
Drawn to the coldest surface in the dark / Every hollow holds a little more of it
SUN
Stretching gold across the morning field / Up through the leaves it pours its warmth
DREAM
Disappearing faster than the hand can write / Rooms that shifted before I got there
SONG
Singing only when the neighbors are away / Old tape playing from somewhere I’d forgotten I had
BRAVE
Both afraid and moving anyway / Ready for the thing the fear is blocking
TIDE
Turning in the estuary the mudflats appear / It covers them again and they are gone
CLING
Clinging to what will not stay makes the leaving harder than it needs to be / Love that lets go at the right moment is the most mature love
DREAM
Drifting past the half-open window / Rain falling in a room I know