may we find a way to also love
the ‘form follows function’ of
even our darkest moments.
how the stairs do not ask
for much in return,
just the kiss kiss kiss
of your tired feet
as you climb cloudward.
happy birthday, baby soul:
everything is architected
for you to wake, blinking.

photo and poem by katherine ferrier ©2017


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