Eiko Dai at Glen Park

run run
no sight of sun
clouds smooth silver
in a polished sky
swallow air
run run
start to slow
no no
run some more
wind high in the trees
whispering light
dark hawk
in and out
and iiiiinnnnnnn
slower slower
treetops sway
feet nearly still
a guitar string snapping-
this inner breaking-
eyes moist with surprise
green leaves against brown
sharp focus aground
bright bright
breathless sight