Interior Weather

✦ Passport Entries mark movement. ✎ Field Notes mark observation.

There is no fixed schedule. Silence is part of the map.

Sitting at my desk.
Noticing the weight of my forearms.
The wood feels smooth, and cool.

My hands slightly curled.
Grazing the soft keys.
A signal passes through me.

Keeping my breath steady.
Observing the words.
Honing the language.

My papers stacked higher this week,
With guitars waiting patiently.
The room yearns.

The quiet of a moment.
Inside my mind, a gentle hum.
With each breath, still more humming.

I sensed an edge to the air,
That hung out for the night.

Repetition has brought me here,
And repetition has kept me still
As thoughts are allowed to move freely.

From the day’s takings,
Waves flow outward.
Breathe.

I’ve been wondering,
And waiting for that movement.

With me atop a crest,
Still observing.

— Riley
✦ Cosmic Journey Passport