you're lucky
finding someone
who cares about
what you care about
   and more
when there are two

i can barely sleep
fitfully for days
when i do something
my body reacts to
wrong, unbalanced
perhaps pushed
too much
or not cared for
enough

and there is no escape
only the long ride
where i have learned
that Why is only for
the past and future
while the Moment
embodied for us all
must become to accept

tomorrow young men
arrive early
to clear the dead
and clear the dying
trees before
they can kill
others, leaving
their bodies
laying behind
to enrich all
the new growth
certain to spring

i sit down three times
every day closing my eyes
to let everything go
feeling my head float
on today's angle atop
the neck connecting
shoulders to chest
   and the heart
suspended higher than
the abdomen and hips
butt firmly anchoring
the balance of all above
sex and thighs ready
further down knees
loosening the calves
on ankles and feet
resting gently on earth
   with perhaps
transiently an afterthought
hands heavy with nothing
pressing left to grasp