Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

Watching you breath 

Deeper 

Until it bursts wide open to the place

Divine plains on your shoulder 

Wrapping around your arm

To the elbow

Down to your hands

That touch my face

Down through your chest

At the center

Feeling the core

Along the edge of you

The planet

End of the words

Switching to the beginning 

While the memory invites itself

Splashing water 

A place you go back to 

Before you let it all flow 

Out into the planet 

Radiating this new heat 

Touching souls together

An eye in the middle 

The path we return to 

While we design it 

For ourselves

Your hands on my cheek 

Staring 

This fear that relents 

Into a million flames 

Behind our backs 

Going further in 

To find a way out 

When it rushes over you 

When it hurts

When you say enough of it 

And the lights dim

Until we realize we are here

In the present 

Now only now 

I witness you and them 

And you 

You 

You 

Turning away to remember 

Your hands on my chest

This ride is almost over 

And I see it 

More and more 

Each day 

In the trees

In the exchange 

In the eyes

Spinning the last bit of it 

Long yarns not so long 

Anymore

While we are here 

Going further in 

Watching you breath 

For the planet