Begin

A bird hovers

above the pocket of air

beneath its wings:

time ends and begins,

Death rattles and babies cry,

buds split open and the Hellebores

fails to bloom,

we kiss, we wave,

hello and goodbye.

The bird dives

on a breath,

exhaling in the wind:

all things end

and we begin.


 

Photograph & poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

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