By Wendy Alford

Cusbay

The silence

sweeps and folds

around me

***

in conversation

with the curlew

pulled to and fro

with the tides

***

the air is too big

to breathe

and yet I do

without effort

***

the sky

overwhelms me

and carries me up

stretching

***

taking all in

being

taken in

                    Wendy Alford    May 2021