to take account,
that which is important to me.
I am asked to set the ledger,
set aside and identify.
But I can not do that yet.
I am still seeing through the eyes of all things,
and feeling through frayed threads and ripped edges.
I am still watching the familiar scenes,
miming the words and settling in to that old, contented role.
Eyes closed but the scene's set -
to play the part I know best;
I know that the lonely will get what they'll get.
Only now, as my toes sink into the mud
and my fingers grasp for remaining pieces,
am I to remember that while my mind
sinks roots into wreckage,
my hearts finds comfort in the wind.