Wondering

how 

things suddenly change

like the ground, that was stable

can just become a hole

and swallow you

and cover you 

with the weight 

of it's darkness.

How.

It's like 

the sun never knew you

and what it was like to kiss you golden brown 

and embrace you in warmth

and put light in your eyes

and keep you looking to purple-pink skies.

How,

when you used to know

the earth cradled you

like its child,

keeping you rooted and stable.

How

the oak sitting next to you now,

it's leaves whispering 

remember.

And you breath in

the smell of the one that never changes,

the witness within,

she is green 

she is the wind 

she is your spirit 

wearing you like a fragrance.

And that 

is how.