somewhere along the edge of March,
I woke to a moment so still,
I heard the ice cracking
on the frozen waters of the world.
Rising from the valley,
between night and day
I opened my eyes and saw my watch
sleeping on the table,
stopped at midnight.
It was a signal for the beginning of real time.
Here and now the world is new.
We see by the light of the sun
that shines in the middle of the head,
while invisible winds
blow everything false away.
This is how we enter the future,
through the door of the present.
This is where we find the place
we have longed for,
where no one needs to ask,
“Where am I? Which way should I go?”
We are made of green earth and gold fire.
The blue sea flows through us,
like the sweet silver air.
The stars flash from the mind
to the sky,
and grow brighter as we look.
Soon, we will not even remember
the time when we were asleep,
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Apprentice Editor: Ashleigh Hitchcock / Editor: Catherine Monkman
Photo: Used with permission by Rain Hitchcock