Tiny To Me Now
You were an expanse.
Opened. Holding a space
to receive everything.
Broad. A whole map.
Touches in the soft moss
on the high path
in our park. The longer
way home to talk and talk.
That horizon. Those colors.
But then, now.
Saddled. Bridled.
Almost smudged
in the distance from me.… Read the rest