what makes my heart thump. (and skip and bounce and jump!)

The sun streaming past the horizon and behind the dome’s glow,

Tears wallow as I speed into the cold, piercing it with my tires

Squinting against the light, I greet the traffic, I greet the sun.

I am grateful for my body.

The legacy that binds and shapes the past, 
protrudes and marks the present

Layers revealed, inequality formed

a solid block, heavy and burdened

Push, pull and peel. Debris and confusion aside, the change makes way.

What decisions should I make? What actions lay ahead.

Tears pour as we strive, and I strive to better understand –

reveal, and work to provide.

I am grateful for my responsibilities.