the time for slow arrows

today is the day the time is not moving not breathing not passing

the arrow is still in the hand 
the arrow is waiting to be released

the archer is waiting to be released

the arrow and the archer are waiting to be released 
into the target

which is unknown

always unknown really

with the target begging for a shot

all the way there

there is a target

waiting for my arrow

and i keep my breathing low and deep

for when that blade of grass 

eventually moves

all goes into movement

and the arrow will follow my breath

following the arrow

taking the time with it

and my heart will break away 

again

this time with no return I hope

breathing slow and calm

the arrow is waiting

i am looking 
at that blade 
of grass
nothing is moving
time is still
the blade
the breath
the grass