H E R E

there was no Here before There

my Place was not an uncertain matter
until it was no longer

( m I n e )

flying further
brought me closer

distance made It smaller
yet clearer

making a 180-degree turn;
I left 0 in order to return

fogging the view
crystalized the feeling
normalized the space
the in-between place
within me

there is both a Here and a There

s e e s a w I n g

between the water and the sand
scouting:
a state to land
or fate to crash
from the sky onto the shore
through the gaping eyes of waves
hungry for solid ground

only to be consolidated
by the flow

letting the breeze grow
the grass blow
whether the tide was high or low

i learned to greet the ripples
as they come and go