we pull into a gravel parking lot
in the middle of Tennessee
and watch the sunset.
everything a hazy glow.
i hear the universe sigh.
the air is summery and humid
and i know that this moment is important,
somehow,
in some way.
maybe i will never understand why,
but maybe that's the whole point.
—
i peel an orange.
the stickiness covers my hands
and i feel like a small child again.
these days everything is ripe and sweet.
there is so much to love
and not enough time to love it all.
—
i get this feeling that what i've been waiting for
has finally arrived.
