Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

All the way to the end 

Then

Looking back to the point 

Now

Love

Where we locked in 

The first hug 

When we sat by the water

Where you looked at me 

Without words

As we thought about the future

Without saying it 

Then you’re standing over me 

I am floating with the clouds

Above you 

Next to the ones we named that day 

Forever

Nothing feels right 

Unless I am close enough to feel your vibrations 

As our own 

As the love rained down 

Puddles with hope 

Dreams drenched in faith 

Where it all feels safe

Home 

In the background 

A running montage of our life 

We are writing 

Sending images to the sky 

Throwing them 

Everything we can see

Everything we can’t

Building it 

The fire outside the tent 

In a twig 

In a boulder

In the eye 

In the land mass 

In the water

Way down deep 

Around the territory 

Beyond the lines 

With the moon as a friend 

The sun too 

And all the trees we dance with 

I see you 

Where I stop seeing me 

Taking my hand 

You feel safe

With ease and peace 

Our story 

Dangles between all the elements

Held by them 

Protected 

Let go 

Falling backwards 

Eyes closed

Arms spread like wings 

Trusting