Making her way gently
down the side of a mountain
the jagged edges of leaves and
the sturdy branches of trees
tugged at her heart.
Was there a before?
This feeling
that there was,
was the truest thing
she had ever felt.
From the edge of a cliff
she leapt forward
plunging into a pool
of light and shadow
to find someone, waiting.
Beside her, a man
weary and lost
lamenting aloud
the fate of two river rocks
separated by a stream.
It was impossible
to console him
sure as she was
of where those rocks
would one day be.
For the first time
she wished
that she could stay
still enough, long enough
for him to know the truth.
becoming tabitha 