Balance

pedro has returned.
his mind can no longer
fell trees or control bees
and talk while he sleep-walks.

he remembers now
the idea of the breeze
how hunger sounds like anger.
he has returned to

to his body. his nights
are full of stars. his
mornings are brighter.
he remembers faces now.

he has forgiven himself
and everyone who fed his
exhaustion. he has his will
and his reason. he’s tranquil.

leonell echa