“There is a sculpture, ” she said, “that turns things upside down until the sky is the ground, and the ground is sky.”

and I thought, yes.  

the sculpture is you.

you, sitting beside me, breathing

turning the ground around me into sky; 

heart leaps and dives, one step and I’m floating, flying, falling.

turning the sky into ground, clamoring with life, flowers trees grasses twining toward us out of thatΒ 

rich loam sky, 

my spirit expands, reaching from sunrise to sunset, from trembling tip of flower petal to tree root,Β 

and dives back again to tremble in the light of your eyes.

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