Red foxes peek from under bushes curious amber eyes watch
I dip low to their eye level And reach my hand out
little silver steps out once more Tails 9 wide into the fresh pine air I smile at her as welcome and she comes to lay on my lap settling to sleep together
In our timeless dream merging past and present to become we cycle through centuries in hours to wake cracking the cast clay ceramic pieces shifting at once -- a wild beast falls to the ground as deep desire
to swim
shed the dust that clings -- eternal mothballs the past, the warped time of future safe now, to be my own light, my own shadow a fever scorching through
Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole 