fall

climbing down i've noticed
that there's little
more than shadows and echoes
at the bottom of a well.
in that dark, handholds
could just as easily grab
as release. shadows tending
to bend upward, relying on
fickle seasonal sunshine to
rise, give chase to echoes.
and the echoes seem to
dissolve outward seeking
faded freedom in the sky.

in camera

in forests [with pam]

no notifications
or badges
or pushes.
I want to know
what to do
and
when to do it
by accepting
where I am,
who I am with,
and
why I am here.