KNOWING

This morning's steadiness, the unflinching of it all, helped me notice the unsteady in me. 
Steady now, steady.

Placement. Movement through rhythm. An uncompromising belief in nothing and everything and footwork. 

I dreampt of someone important to me dying. No name, no face, no hands, no smell, no secrets shared and accepted. No tears. No goodbye.

Only knowing. You know when you know and there is nothing else to understand.

If I break before reaching the end, if my bones should take the place of my mind, come find me and hold me and be the one who knows. 
And I will know.

When there is nothing left for me to hope that someone understands.