Velocity and its forces have I seen in creation of a person’s art

a momentum of intention not sped up does grind

twas a gift to bear witness like a shadow to a beast

unflinching, unwavering alongside

Thereabouts shall I reside from then on through

until I stand beside myself realizing my own admiration

Becoming is a revolution bewaring all the while from overhead

Precipice

An avalanche on guard not unaware of momentum’s clock

Breaking form by stepping back to reveal the grain to all.

Struggle only naturally evolves self and if only through a fall,

a chance catch into place and on, and on.