Project Notes (9/18/24)

What is a trans-ition? A

trans(form)ation? A

trans(figure)ation?

Form

Figure

I am not the same anymore

Time has changed

E V E R Y T H

I N G

and still will fade 

and grow.

What have we born(e)?

What do we bear?

How do we bear it?

The pleasure and the pain

Sacred bodies (containing

all pleasure and pain)

Something important has happened 

here. 

Come, build yourself

a dwelling

place of ashes and bones

sit with me

bear witness

bear the fruits of change

hold yourself as your heart crumbles

to dust and is reborn again

Something important

has happened here

Mark it with

a dwelling

space

Watch it as the grass grows

Build yourself a dwelling place. Sit,

bear witness. Something important

has happened here.

I am not the same as I once was

What happened?

Who am I 

Now 

I am the roots and the sorrow,

the grass and the clouds passing by.

I am the newborn, the mother, the wind

and rain and sun

I am the grass grown tall, and the braid,

I am the father and the son

The mushroom caps and baby snail

the soft moss holding it all

and the constant sigh.

Am I nothing at all? Or everything 

I used to be

the branches swaying in the winds but now

I am the trunk, everlasting,

sturdy and tall.