morning realization


it has been a gift
to lean into you

to split the light
between us,

and place tentative
names to movement

but morning rises
and corrects us

some emptiness-es
are just that –

not sky after all,
not expectation –

realization blooms
from the wrists,

take it with you –
it is my gift

© Sarah Whiteley


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