Tethered

                                      Soles of feet, now

more tactile, than translucent fingers,

fumbling feelings;

each blade of grass,

each worm cast caul --

even the grey, grass mantled rocks

warming their backs in the sun,

an emotional chiaroscuro.

Inside, a manatee does somersaults

and all reality is changed.
I am accepted.

I have accepted,
I am a vessel for creation,

and am tethered once more;
the transposed umbilicus,
completing the circle.

                                 

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Illustration © Elida Maiques

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