Take this expression
You can have it. I won’t use it
Forgive my indiscretion but there was that one moment
When I said what was very very true; and finally you heard it
It became the leaves on that tree. Stretching time I was all there all at once
And I am seldom all here all at once
I leave half of me in the dirt and the better half in the sky
.this quarter incarnation I am naming with your name in it
.is it enough to always be believed in?
or enough to always be sung of?
I will perform. And what I will dance is my heart. And what I will speak is the corded murmerings of the earth deep within
.a place we have never seen, yet it rushes
Like blood through our ears