When the water ripples, I recognize the wind.
The same wind that rustles the leaves in the trees.
The lifespan of a leaf is a season, the lifespan of the tree is many.
The leaves and the tree make the shade.
recognizing the shade makes me recognize the sun

And, the sun places me in this singular position.
Unsure why I’m dancing on a floating rock in the middle of space.

But, dancing all the same.

10/22/24