Like You're Onto Something


Sometimes you feel it in your bones.

You feel it in how the air
touches your skin

In how everything takes on
the new significance of
celebrated mundane—

Nuances upon nuances that catch you in awe.
Like you're onto something.

You feel it in how 
when you rest your chin 
on your hand 
there's a different ease 
in how it rests.

Relaxing into exactly
where you have been heading
for so long.

Alison Berman