innocuous

i understand, "mere feeling is innocuous"

but

the feeling of falling when i reach the top of the hill
and decide that no, i don't need to put on the brakes

when the landscape opens it's willing arms
to my eyes trying to categorize every color

waking up without an alarm

or

seeing an expanse of stars
after life in a thickly light-polluted place
leaving my hands open as a benediction
before i fall asleep

the rush of caffeine

a well-designed home
with spaces that make me dream of a place of my own

and

handshakes

a new piece of paper

dancing to lousy music

at times, it's nice to know that "mere feeling"
is enough