are you rested?
deliberate in your beliefs?
distant as outer planets,
circumnavigating landscapes
of wild mystery. enough;
the oceans will carry you
as you fall into gentle waves
lapping upon shores,
carving erosion
in so many minuscule ways. fractions of a hair
like a pinprick on your neck;
that tiny bird buzzes,
sends nagging messages
to your ears,
dictating
that the worst is over,
perhaps,
and working harder
to get stronger
is the only thing
that’s left.
