Me(You)Us

(PHOTO: Taken by Brett Stanley of The Underwater Woman; series on coral bleaching)

They pass in and through,
a ghostly river
these versions of
me.

I wonder at she,
in the big-city lights
so far, far away
and me with
my skies
painted open
and wide.

It’s seldom
the moments,
I feel our time cross -

sharing no places
no paths
and no spaces.

But I take comfort
in her
being,

in the sea of lives
we’re all so busy
living.