Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

Some days its shorter

How you try to ritual 

Not the point 

An act of trying sends signals 

Says you are still here

Says

You are not without courage 

To contine on 

Making energy from nothing 

Theres also the turn 

Sharp at times 

Without an end it seems 

There too

You try until enough of those days add up 

Making new days from a simple effort 

Holding up your hands

Staring in the sun

Showing up in kindness

Wherever you will be received 

Adds up over time 

Sharp as it might be

Some days 

While you find your interest

In being interested 

Still 

Seasons shift the surrounding 

You are at the center 

Of this experience 

Hands up to the sun 

Allowing what is to come 

As you are there

And somewhere else 

At the same time 

While you remember the turns 

Along the edge 

Tiny rocks falling while you gain momentum 

To turn back toward the center 

With everything you have left 

Simple effort 

When it turns 

Sending signals from your sources 

Try