The Moment of Receipt

You breath in and out
The mad river cascades over your head
You notice things and don’t move.

Impossible to do in the moment of receipt;
Answer a kind of question and
A particular question

It will be neither concrete nor abstract
Only an answer to
Keep the still water calm.

like a comet, after a while,
Orbiting that question
In a highly parabolic way

Sometimes you are closer than other times
That’s okay, you have a regular name
To be discovered and understood.

Your answer is to hold your hands just so
And uncover all the floating
Things in the air.

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