Of belonging, of returning home
Not knowing where home is
In the expanse of being
Sending, transmitting, urging, pushing, pulling
In which speed lay hidden
Coiled to strike
And carry away in a towering verbal Tsunami
Forgetting, forgetting speed, forgetting the slowness, depth, extent, belonging, returning, knowing
Magnetized toward the other
That often misses
But sometimes hits
Smack dab in the eye and heart
Where you're to be trusted.
Woven by fading generals and diplomats who tired of struggle
And turning to immortality in texts, stone and grandiloquent mausoleums.
It is the sigh of home, the speed that caresses.