A Poem by Joshua L Stelling
The motion of my child
The breathing of time
Light at angles comes
Over her shoulder
There is a penetrating glance
Her eyes can see
Years ahead she can’t define
But for a shape in darkness
Curve the hourglass, infinity
Curve the horizon
Mountains, glazing sky
Opening a new direction
This motion of her breathing
Is the motion of the sea
The turning of her glance
Is the focusing of a lens
She says her soul is a waterfall
She says it’s time that we take it all
So the drumline comes
Higher
The mind of my child
Is no one’s property
Her eyes
Will see
If you are nailed by her glance
You were some kind of demon
But no more
You are now awakened
Knives of grass, of the sun
Swords of light, with angels come
Her world has been turning
All this time
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