Either/Or

These trees swaying in the wind; whispered strange communication between the unseen, green above & soil beneath; a gift given from one to the other, not simply objects but their shadows;

the echo of absence within presence.

The weight of silence behind words that define us, thoughts now flowing forward surround us like pollen, like fallen seeds:

a vast symmetry of blossoming energy.

We speak of the life we had, of the one we now have & those we still want all suspended at once.

One choice must destroy the others & yet in this moment the scent of each other as it lingers upon us is all that matters,

& the rest cannot be expressed…