a swift morning rises and a new clear star opens its blue eyes.     touch here

forever is just like this

If I take one more step, I’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been.
       Samwise Gamgee to Frodo, The Fellowship of the Ring
 

I don’t know what tomorrow is.

difference is the illusion that makes us exist.   makes us alive.

       is it nothing you see.   is it everything.
sister, brother, how do we tell them apart.   is there distance.   is there separation.   what rod to measure this and measure that.   but what’s known until they touch.   more than a broken cotton string.
       which are you measuring when asleep.

       there was water, was rock, was wave turning white.
there was wind kissing my face.   arms, legs, hands finding balance.   youth was steady that way.   mother followed behind like wind.   memory full in the blink of an eye.   climbing high above the clamor.
       like gravity is, upside down.

as a word, forever, has beautiful curves.   doesn’t it.

       where does forever begin.   you see?   unexpected observation.
imagine sleep, but not asleep.   eyes closed is what’s meant.   tell me please, if you can, what is not connected.

       look where forever takes first root.
as close as forever can get.   in the flicker of an eye.
 
 
we are the middle of Forever.   do you see.
 
 
 
 
 
 
image:   Bridgette Tales, photography: Astoria, Oregon
selected cropped image, used with her generous permission.
        and my heartfelt thanks.
please do enlarge the header image  else you won’t be seeing what we do.

comment:   first seen, this image gave me thirst for another sky, another day.
        it was just that much bright in my eyes.   here, to share with you.