as the sun sets these days
and our little unit curls up
in our cozy top floor nest
— when there‘s only a whisper to be heard
from us parents sending wonder and awe
to and fro
or a hearty smack and noisy sigh
from our tiny bird after nursing—
that’s when I realize
that now, we’re all in,
all is at stake, at all times.
so what do we do with this truth,
filling all our arms and moments and thoughts,
perhaps it’s time to hold on tight,
yet tread more lightly,
to love fully
and learn more frequently,
to try and try again
during the day.
and to let it all sink in,
let it simmer,
let it imprint its meaning
as the moon appears on the horizon,
as our songs have faded into quiet.
and to give in to the tides
of this tiny breath flowing
through this place
in order to eventually let it wander
to all ends of the earth.