describing my soul, undergoes entanglement, breathing the storm of anaphora through the lungs of deixis, finding you there - your growing just fine, the ecology of your attention under this care a dawn burning through every dewdrop of presence to sit with you, or passing you a cup of tea
Love you!
mountains walk their coil, theia rises, finding every wave geology will ever write, the language of coral and lightning, holding to each stratum its own light, the moons craters living pools, recognizing that their own capacity for holding light might be smaller than the collective luminescence of all who have held them each small act of noticing building something larger than itself, something that creates new rivers for shared attention’s florishing, each breath held hearing this - bioluminescence