This Morning
February 5, 2025
Photo © copyright by Nathan Larson.
This Morning
Distance, not absence.
Your spirit rustles
with bees and milkweed seeds,
river stones and pine cones,
leaves and maple keys.
Your voice rises on windswept sage,
slipping through my open window.
We are rivers running full in spring,
fireflies and thunder.
You are meadow grass. I am morning dew.
The space between,
is only distance.
-nl
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