Friendships. Ships. Sails. Sailing away. Maybe they will last but change – become more spacious – like covid protocols – a physical and social distancing.
Last – the end of first – or anything that is other than first – second can be last and third – going nowhere fast.
Lasting – what really, truly lasts – those things that are invisible – the intangible things that we cannot necessarily name – those are lasting – well beyond brick and mortar buildings, even trees and species… the intangibles – like love – love lasts – I guess hate might also – but hate can be dissolved and love can fade – or shift or evolve – really, what are the qualities of love – we’ve all heard of love languages by now – so we can see the outcomes of our love – the practices of love… what happens to that love with space? With distance… is the love still there but lacks the tangible, touchiness of it all – or does it soften and weaken – like a heartbeat losing strength – not tended too enough – dropping, quieting, drifting away slowly…
a small thread like a spider’s web cast on a breath of wind.
where rivers are born 