Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

I remember when 

Then the place 

While we’re there

I remember when

Why am I remembering 

These memories 

As I remember 

You 

While I am walking 

While I am in a tent 

While I am in conversations 

While I am looking for others

Like we are sitting together 

Somewhere else 

Here we are not 

Yet 

As we once were

I remember when 

It all felt so hard

And you were gone 

And I was hiding 

In my experiences 

Missing the point 

While we both sit 

Alone 

Together

Why are we here

Now 

I ask this of myself 

As I wait for you 

As I let these words flow 

From me 

Believing in the faith 

Running in the woods

Believing 

Coming back from the dark 

And what is in front of me 

Your name 

With people I love 

I ask this of myself 

While we both sit

Alone

Together

Why are we here 

I listen 

Waiting 

In a faith