my life has been as ordinary
as any other
in that it has been extraordinary
in corners built for my sole perception
the magnificence of simplicity.
that private bite of breath
the humming bird glimpsed hovering
the turn over the shoulder
with nothing but the air to witness the miracle
of footsteps crunching dirt.
in rare moments I have slid
into the same line of sight,
a parallel vantage point
with a fellow earthling
and eaten the fruit
of animating in unison.
these might be the most profound
akin to glimpsing a UFO
we gape the world as one
“are you really there?”
“did you see what I saw?”
no requisite for speech
only the swill and swell of knowing
of pupils meeting
that say,
yes
yes
yes
we are alive.
smacked silly
with hot white now
sharing that beam of sun
that pang of sweet
on the tongue.
but better still
are the seconds
when no creature is near
to gulp that corner of moon
that hits the heart just so.
only the earth,
the creator,
as my witness
a privacy that expands
beyond thought
a catapult
of all things singular
and joined
at once,
the tree that—does it?
make a sound as it falls
with no ears to hear it by?
the vibration of the fall
felt in the roots
of those left standing.
earth, we are made of,
and earth we return to
again
and again
and again.
that great wide lens
of being.
the world,
framed
by each uncommon view.
the minutes of my life
that mattered
were shielded from public.
i used to think otherwise.
i think now—
i like to think
i know better.
i’m learning.
they happened in the dark
of my thoughts.
and in vibrations built for two.
they happened in a field.
little thumb pricks
of perfection
for my singular heart
to register.
a sensation of love
exploding internally
everlasting-ly
and here I am
to drink it.
and isn’t that just something.
a little bouquet of living
here blooming
just for me.
just for you.
just for us.