Justin Murphy

after the blue high above takes a dark turn and slips off to the Unknown

after things have looked the same for a -bit-far- too long

after we’ve seen all sides of Shade and the general glare and the juxta

after the world gets a little less demanding, maybe the Wind starts to Wind down

when the Shadows loom larger and longer than the sources, streetlights turned to sidewalk High-rises

when cool seems a word just Perfect to use

when the sun comes down to meet us rather than hide above our Heads or in
the quick cotton clouds

when we -Meet-Met- eye to eye

before true Space spills out across the sky in a Slow, gradual gradient

before small dots of light purposefully place their Celestial bodies out for View

before illumination comes from artificial avenues and energy-Friendly resources

before the pupils of our eyes systematically expand to account for the lurking
world (just like in Science class)

we’ll think introspectively, Meditatively for a change-moment-ever

we’ll squint our eyelids in attempts to Realize such Awe

we’ll Breathe in all around us and all that is around us purposefully

we’ll hold it for as long as we See fit, spread Ourselves into every -fiber-particle-bit-piece-molecule- and inhabit those little Miracles that surround Us

we’ll exhale and let it all out with the -gifts-words-life-hope-desires- that we
Gave to them to be dispersed among the World

we’ll have the sides of our Mouths up Naturally, unafraid of the -creases-
wrinkles-that may let themselves known

That’s when We’ll make Our -escape-leap-love-