feeling the air
get on its way for the day
cool setting out
as sunlight takes its place
in the moment,
presence blends among warmth and chill,
thoughts of mummy, tea, and the way leaves listen
to bend ever slightly
…is it learned? do they let go? to catch and pass down, I mean –
a look to the clock.
the mechanism continues,
without “you” …is that okay? am I okay? what is okay?
let it be. in every sense. as it be.