A noise from somewhere both far and close

reversed in my head like a bell in slow mo

drowning in its lingering hold, its pervading spin

turned around and then recollected on one tone, submerged in

wildly we are faint and uninterrupted with the scene

as the morning shades, the city's movement is heard in a disruptive flash

a movement so abrupt, so bold, so grand

that felt like navigating the ocean

wandering blind for calm

finding sense and comfort in the expanding dark

a carefree dark that unfolds and binds

whatever you were running away from

is no longer a shadow but a gifting presence

at the same time, everything you ever needed.