one foot before another,

making our way across the equator

with the turn of the earth

he said,

our efforts seem rather futile this way

but we see in slow motion.

It is not about getting anywhere

but the ground moving us

at a tilt till we meet the heel of year-old footprints.

if we wait long enough there will be more than

three hundred sunrises to stargaze to.

will you stay with me?

even when i leave,

i said,

there will be a dust trail streaking through

the sky you may mistake for

a star burning itself

into a black hole.

Then all will be new

and I will always

 promise.

locks!

Posted by:jasmine

Jasmine is an editor, poet, and community arts organizer. She comes to poetry by way of Chinese music. This blog is a mapping of ways.

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