upon releasing a prized possession

I still recall

the goosebumps of decision

to make you my own

beloved, the depth connection

unspeakable, like a path opening

before my eyes

all of the in between, I

mostly forget, the sweat

soaked soil long since

covered by many cycles of rain

sun, wind, sky, words

until all that is left has become

sacred holding of anything

that comes up without

needing to fix it

sitting in this beauty


all is once again unknown


you were never mine alone