Lack

Tumbling sliding immersing

Blinding swiping recoiling

The finding and looking

then stealing

A tiny fabric of comfort called

home

or

Where I belong

A tiny piece of regard

A tiny piece of self proclamation

A piece

Small way to matter.

A small way to journey

toward something that counts

A small way to heal a world that has

gone awry

Gone cold

and stoningly slack

In

Calling singing rejoicing

Making mending creating

Rocking restoring magnifying

Love.

October 6, 2013