Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

Here it is

Nope

Moved

There it is

Nope

Shifted again

Now I see it

Over there

Peaking behind the tree

Leaping

Nope

Not there

Flew away

Turnin around

There it is

Running after it

I see it

Jump in the air

I have it

Nope

Slipped under my arms

Again

Now I am dizzy

Now I am falling to the ground

Now I am seeing an elephant

Shaped like a cloud

Silently

I lay there still

Eyes closed

Slowly it appears

Hovering

Over my face

Looking directly at me

As it is looking at me

I am breathing softly

Rooted down below the surface

Melting away

Letting go

Sitting still

My eyes open

It doesn’t move

I don’t move

We are connected

Without a word

And all of time goes still

And all the parts come together

As the world turns

And the fires burn

And the magic blinks into the night

Without words

We are connected