Calm drawn off from the centre of itself bring it back loop it back. Wanders so wander retrieve it loop it back. Worry isn’t worth its tired weight but what to do with it. They aren’t the wild animals you think they are, out there in your worry trees.
Out from under branches: cedar fir juniper. Pine holly magnolia. And how full they sit. In the rain in the dark. Laden with good secrets and stealth.
There you are and all you are becoming. Eucalyptus sleeping in the studio. White and red flowers in night water- whispering? singing? dreaming.