i feel her move beneath my feet
faster than i can walk
sometimes
slower than i can balance
sometimes
she moves
me.
she moves
time
always.
my puddles become oceans
my molehills, mountains
my cracks, canyons
and then i find the edge
where in the darkest space
the light over the horizon shines brightest
and there's no doubt
as to where i am
on this journey.
