There’s something here about knowing
and unlearning
the way that attraction connects
a moth to lightning
or a tumbleweed to Mars-
the legacies of myths perhaps
so many lessons
held within
this land
there’s something here about what is seen
when we begin asking different questions
something about perception and accumulation
about ecological and social tipping points
when exactly does change occur?
I often wonder
when does chaos become form?