To be Simple

Simplicity— an audacious act that walks the tightrope. I know how to tie a knot in multiple ways— maybe too many. But the remembrance of my first occasion sits at a distance, in the sleepy, yet conquering, paralyzing stand. I miss you— the clarity that you gave me, the beauty that unfolded. I stand with an open face, seeking to learn the art of making fire— a tension so far away from my knotted memory that plays out in the quick movements of my unfurling youth.