Like the sun

I cannot bear to face it:

I say that it has nothing to do with me,

Exists outside of me, a silence

A darkness

When everything is done.

Yet even now

I feel it deep within me, closer

Than my breathing,

Moving within me, slow as my blood,

Measuring me

With all I care to do, a shadow

I follow

Or that follows me

And leads me to my centre not my edge.