It circles, quiet, the barest emission of air, so sleek the sun glints off it, as if off a window. Nearly unseen, yet there, palpable, inherent, missable, yet present. Organically we respond, allowing it, believing it, download it as feeling, as truth. The mind. That nuisance, creating angst and fear. Idiotic. That I feed it. Today it fasts. Today, I let my heart guide, my love illuminate the dark.