Change
Change Some ritual once marked this point in time, to slow it down, stop it even. step through that absence into the sacred. All backwards. We change and change to let the sacred step into us (oh, the plural). I mean me, step into me, into this august day, into my metamorphic body, into the weather, sultry, still, into trees heavy with their leaves about to drop, so that together we all grow lighter. Sherry Robbins, from Readings, August 24, 2020
Sherry Robbins 