Breath

In some slow time,
and another deeper space,
I could be bigger than this…
I would be - more unfathomable.
A broader river winds through
the woods,
and I would follow if I could
The brighter starlight that falls -
if only I could see it as I should.

While all the truth that I can muster waits
expectant… lingering… in the silence,
the slowed time passes…
…and the wider spaces shrink.