Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

So it is 

Whatever we make of it 

This moment is almost over

We might get another 

Not to wait 

You see it spiraling toward

While you’re not watching for it

The greater theme you fantasized about 

Before now 

While you were with them 

And alone 

Through the hidden valley 

Toward the colorful canopy 

Sentimental swaying 

For the good of it

Naturally compelling this soul to fly 

For what it loves

In the wings of cherishing 

All the stones as well

You have to move 

Or move around 

When they are dead 

In the way 

Asymmetrically creating chaos 

You smile with them 

Head moving around the stars

Human made wonder wheel 

Locked arms

In the eye 

In the mystic where you will end 

Forever 

Not today 

Magic stirs the surroundings

The love is in you

Not outside of you 

Stop looking 

When it rains and sits a letter next to you 

These gifts in the wild 

It will read 

Everything 

You imagined 

In all the long hours

In all the nights 

In all the mornings 

As this bold courage shakes the planet

Deep in you 

Deep in the movement of this life 

Magnificent embrace 

Taking you away 

Push off the dock 

Let the current take us 

Trust 

Without anticipation 

Raining with the gifts

Quiet now 

Begin