Detection

I’ve walked the pathways a thousand times,

a thousand steps for a thousand moments,

and yet I am startled by the glow of a shrine

that has only appeared now I’ve stopped searching.

Daisy chain

Our link between worlds –

You, standing on a plinth of long grass,

looking across the clouds

to watch them take breath. Wild

flowers root at your feet.

Me, voice on the wind

ready to wake your ears

from the ballad infecting

your past. Fleeting,

barely a strand of thought

connects us, gone the instant it arrives.