One day

One day

They’re blue

Pulsing crests

Maybe they're purple

Grooving rivers

They're rhythm

Underground dance of life

One day

They’re connection

Roads to the heart

They’re branches

Nourishing sap

They’re vessel

Sailing the body with no map

One day

They're under the skin

Blood of silk, and blood of velvet

My veins

One day, they are

And one day, they are not

Eléonore Biezunski

Brooklyn, July 22, 2021

(edited Aug 26, 2021)

(photo credit: Tim Kopra, NASA)