When You Feel Ready

In Ellen Rowland's class, it was suggested we start with the first line I used, and write this more like a prose poem than my more usual spare style.

When You Feel Ready 
                 after Bryony Littlefair

When you feel better from this—and you will— 
wander outside when it’s dark, sit on your favorite 
outcrop; listen for owlsong in the quiet
how they hold an intimate conversation tree to tree
calling into the night. Find patience with time, 
how long this return to everyday normal. 
When you are ready, drawn to friendly communion,
let me know. I’ll make you a warm cup of cocoa, 
sit in companionable silence. Take your hand. 
Remember, together. Slow words.