cant see the forest, for the trees.

bent.
yet still i am steady through this.

i close my eyes.
and i am surrounded by light.
squinting i can see the darkness.
its lifting.
shedding what it once was.
for something convincing and honest.




all this oxygen.
all these lungs.
expanding.
and pushing.

giving way to warmth.
function.

i wonder how long it takes.
for things like this.
to last forever.

when does time take root.
spouting the past.
budding the present.

eyes stretched like branches.
across the sky.