where are they

these words

lit up just beyond my grasp

don’t i nurture them

don’t i jump right in

give myself to them

don’t i absorb their energy

their bodies

their need

give them a soft place to fall

don’t i open myself up to receive all the movement

the skyfall, the breathless

and the unknown

don’t i hold it all as precious and make myself entirely vulnerable

do i not know myself as a vessel

do i not risk the whole of me

putting aside sleep

and better choices

and self-care

for this magic

this drift

this stretch and this burn and this light

at my center

and at the farthest reaches of all i could know

and hold it to me

all at my own peril

don’t i