Hazy Acres

I’ve seen things 

While standing still 

Allowing the surrounding to form

Without pressing 

I’ve heard things 

While standing still 

Beyond the voices 

Outside the frames 

Fitting to an edge 

Or limb 

I am a witness 

For you 

For Me 

And Them 

I will see 

I will fight 

I will become 

As the minutes shift 

Seeing the clear moon again 

Eyes straight through the defining terms 

Washing in the new language

Creating a home 

As a pilgrim 

As a kind living thing 

Until I am swept up in a storm 

Vanished like an old manufacturing town 

Impermanence is alive

So are we 

For now