amalgam

[seeking clarity, then blurs]

and so i wake every morning before the sun before all the cars and i pedal and then i set to many tasks moving and moving and moving and moving my bloodstream rocketed. i'm trying and striving always trying to be at the will of the larger hands. what do you want to know? that love is here, the tears perched and nestled in the corners of my eyes. now i am learning patience as i understand a need for change again but understand too, that it may take time. so i can wait and tread with grace. i hope for that i hope for opening and softness and i hope i can begin to have the webs of my feet open to the earth, resting, receiving.