I think of it

Often

That urgency

No longer dormant under my skin

Pushing me to action

Like a solstice

Holding its breath

Begging me along for the ride

And skirting away from the calico blues of my time

I think of that urgency especially in the sun

That seamless energy

Holding me in abundance

Giving me something to be said

For all the times I was dried up

And out of earthly claims.