mending melting merging

moments & months of mending,

guidance to repair and care,

middles met with melting

melting also met with pouring

movements that mimic molasses, slowly going astray from that which is melting away

merging with a breathe of fresh air

the freshest

needing to learn how to breathe again, as for now the air is fresh

the freshet

doubling up on fresh as nothing is really new, and yet we haven’t discovered the whole entirety of the ocean, nothing new but always something to explore

mended,

melting & merging feel like dying and rebirthing, the same and different

so in this space, so silent and so vast the navigation system had to work in the dark, familiar yes and no, difficult yes and yes impossible no and never

along the way charged with magic, manifestations rain down the timing was just right, just missing anything tragic.

You will be ok, more than ok, everything is ok, more than ok.

ase isee ase isee. (the Igbo & Yoraba language for amen)