Tallula Russell – Contributor

Life is radiant, for the moment

Every song is the right one

Time unspools in my hands in threads longer than the eye can see

I am possessed 

I walk steps untold as centuries unfold 

The wind is cold, not biting

Life is exuberant

My nose is crying but my eyes are 

Blurred by the shining of the light on nature’s glass

Curves and signs in languages unknown but always spoken

Carried away by feet of listless wonder 

I know the colour of the wind, the sun, the earth

The space behind the sky 

Rolled up like a carpet by the cosmos

It is dark 

And I return to Mother Darkness’ embrace

A child once again, stomping on ice shaped like her face

Life is wonderful

As everything is these days

Image courtesy of Latoya Simms