-after the image by Paola Corso
If you are to move at all,
stay still,
allow nothing
but breath
to step down
and around the self,
syllables that don’t
need connections to words
descending spirals
of stairs on their own
accord. If you are to speak
at all,
let voice cascade
toward empty stairwells
where no echo dwells.
Let thought whirl in on itself
till it whispers God
as final landing.