holding out, holding in
breathing out, breathing in
revolving in, out of grasp
rolling forward, retreating

glow of strangeness, familiarity
a curtain swaying across the sill
between isolation, intimacy
images flip, return to face me

who we were, who we become
where we were, where we find ourselves
what we knew then, what we still do not know
what was free, what is held tight

in silence arises its self-revelation
so frail as to wash away at first light
note its rhythm, hold on as you can
our dark knowing in this hour