I guide my glassed
envelope along the weaving
asphalt and see the crowns of
a million trees.
I recall the chittering
of a bird and a
small, furry rustle
amid the silent forest.
When the leaves go screaming
off branches and lightning
strobes the windows,
I am sheltered in you.
As I stand with my
toes in the sand,
the salt air
waving my hair,
shushing breakers
settle my heart beat;
I am alone
with you.
When the wind yowls and
the rollers pound,
they thunder in my veins,
and I drink in your strength.
Anywhere, with you, is home.
Fall Equinox, 2018