life coalesces
into a cherry, a rose, an almond —
life coalesces into you.
the breeze speaks a tongueless language,
yet you understand.
you have seen the nod of a wise tree in your direction
and you have seen the clouds’ displays of symbolism
and you have known before
and you will know again
~~~
your hands peel into the center of me, untying knots in a thin gold chain strung through a heart, tangled with earrings and bracelets and tarnished jewelry of unknown origin.
you watch the unfolding, hold unraveling gold with an open palm, separate the real from the costume.
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