Wednesday, June 6, 2012

366 Days: Rare Alignment

Sometimes we are graced with a rare alignment
the tipping of an axis point, subtle
secondary evidence of efficiency,
a spectacle seen once and only once
in our brief lifetime.
Suddenly, a curve rather than a straight line,
cairns appearing then disappearing again.
A suspension of one reality, while slowly
our bones and muscles shift into new spaces.
Expect a new sequence of angles, trust
this rearranging of your capacity for love.


Amy said...

Oh, my gosh. Did you write this for me? You wrote this for me, right?

You can't know how meaningful these words are for me. Today. Right now.

Maya Stein said...

I keep finding this poem more exquisite the more times I read it.

Steph said...

This is beautiful Amy. xo