photo: heron, Marahau, windy gardens, Abel Tasman, national park
We will watch
in the clear water
the cloudy reflection of ourselves
which, surprisingly, will have not changed
although we had hoped that
the passage of time
would have transformed us
but we measured ourselves up
against our wounds
and we will resume hobbling
one step forward, two steps back
(photo taken in Marahau (windy gardens) in the swamps)
the day wakes up
fresh air through the open window
before the hurricane
we were humming together
and you thought it beautiful
and the letters of the words
they brushed against the skin
but the strange feelings
that make the heart heavy drawn in
broad lines in the sand
would disappear with the evening tide
then holding hands
we walked back slowly
there was only the truth
at the end of the path
*first published in December 2021, edited in December 2022
