in twenty seven years
each time your foot steps
onto another jet plane
i can feel a separation,
a distance, a cavity of space
as though the womb of our
mother that once held each
of us has nearly forgotten
that your blood and mine
are a mixture of the same
resonance, with intonations
that are different, but
complimentary
so many things know you.
so many places have seen you.
the most emerald of grass
and bluest of ice-
sea levels of height
and depth- and each
enhance the color after you have
explored them, changed them,
loved them
while the space moves
in and out of us, space never splits,
never divides, and never damages.
rather embellishes an alliance
that could never be forged by
time or expanse. we are cellularly
fastened, more than blood and water.
everything you see, makes my
life more amplified. every word
i write sits in your ear
you are more than my sister.
you are my world traveller,
my seeker of newness,
my fighting ally,
my maker of music.
-Chelsea Nelson
