So this day too is another day.
One more of time that began with that first step into this place
and yet began so long before this too.
When I was yet just a seed, an idea.
Before this place was anything other than soil on the limestone layers and trees jutting up into the sky’s bright sunrise.
This day too extends into the past and into the future touching where it has been and where it will go like
arms stretched wide, calling for embrace.