A few weeks back
We had evening winds gushing
At 40 miles an hour
I came home awestruck
The perfect bright moon
Layered on clouds, moving
At the speed of thoughts
Feels like I am a force of nature
Sync and aligned
Then and now
More than ever before
The cold doesn’t hurt
On quiet Ann Arbor streets
At least not like it wants to
Send me packing
Have I grown to love it more?
Has it gone softer on me?
With time and with peace
Tell me how do I know
How much courage
Is too much courage?
-Al