Shift

There is a shift in the current. Imperceptible to any measuring device but deeply felt with every breath and heartbeat.

There is a shift in the current, but it hasn’t happened yet. The river flows on as it always has but the boat feels different under my feet.

There was a shift in the current, it happened later today. Later and before have merged to remove me from the present.

There is a shift in the current. The adjustments I had made later place me in the whirlpool that empties into the river.

There is a shift in the current. I flow with it, within it, into the depths of night’s darkness, emerging with the new birth of the morning sun.