The Big Now

Age of darkness
designer of randomness
with inconsistent heart
only constant in its disappointment

and the yearning I thought I left behind.

FuturePast is only now
the hardships of learning and leaning into
the wind I begin to
forget myself and all I am gives itself away.

Now, the foot becomes the journey
in return to that reptile-state where grief
is counted

then factored out of the equation.