tall saint or tall sinner

like petals unfold to bloom
like embers catch to flame
like raindrops fill to flood
like seeds break through to reach
like coals glow with heat
like winds gather to storm
like voices swell to song

i have no idea yet that this will turn out to be
a good thing--
only that it began
the moment
you stepped into my space
and my vision slid into you
      like a stylus needle into a record groove
and it hasn't stopped growing.


[listening to: 'The Beginning of Anything' by Epigram]