You woke me
Early this morning,
Though I did not
realize at first.

Led outside, I hear
the first birds
Of the pre-dawn
ready for the day.

So sudden
I feel that morning
Of long ago
Present now…

Your release,
Reentry Now,
Here, Now
Never leaves

Remaining and working
Freedom shining
through tears and toil
Bloom and breaking

A tightness in the chest
there in the Deep
between the stars
and the earth

The hollow calls
Yearning and holding
A treacherous chord
Such tender beguiling

‘Til the birds’ sweet chant
loosens so slightly
the dissonant wound
with upwelling tones

Letting it breathe
And unfolding
Strange new music
Daring the darkness                                                                tpt 3/12/21