Separate from me
leaning in on what is away
It met me here and there
pulled me after it like a far distant             kite
one point high up in the thin air and clouds
                               and clouds
                                  above
pulling me
a string through my center          in me
innocently
tugging me
                          toward
                                              me
In the high places
of rock
and glass
              where I am
                          and where I am