It’s inexplicable that two people could feel this: the tether of woven love so entangled, so tightly wound and infinite that it stretches across both the oceans of our souls to bind us together and the bodies of water that lie vast between us.
Yet I had not realized just how selfish this tether would be, till one day in missing you it tugged for my attention until I turned my entire being toward you. Since that day it has wrapped its way around my breaths and taken its invisible, essential form, gathered the light of hopeful horizons to guide me home back to you. It pulls at me in the exact moment I return the grasp and gasp of wonder, a reminder that somewhere you are seeking me too…
Your reverence for me and mine for you, I cannot think to understand it. That may be the point. I feel you there, and so long as that is true I am bound by you, to you, wound completely around your love.
For there is a boundary to looking.
And the world that is looked at so deeply
wants to flourish in love.
Work of the eyes is done, now
go and do heart-work
on all the images imprisoned within you; for you
overpowered them: but even now you don’t know them.
Learn, inner man, to look at your inner woman,
the one attained from a thousand
natures, the merely attained but
not yet beloved form.
Nine Reconnaissance Satellites over the Sonora Pass, 2008
c-print, 48 x 60 inches
Collin with magnifying glass. Alberta. Canada (2004)