This Healing Scar

I walked in sunlight  on pavement

in the brilliant season of light without shade,

in the heat without a beating heart or sun.

I walked in sunlight alone and not alone.

I saw the stone and the tree were connected,

the cloud and the heart and the grass

were connected.

The beads of the universe at a glance.

I heard a laugh as though it were the present

although that came spoken from before,

it rang out without a cause then, full of life

but its presence now connected.

How then a sound that seals this moment 

with its healing scar.