As a wave is about
to break, if you listen
closely...there's a
sloshing anticipation
in the water.
There, it can feel like
the whole world is
hanging on...and it is.

The air, having imparted
its humble request to
winds that must come...
gives way for greater being.
Funneled as a flowery
fragrance, through the
tiny holes of a window screen.
Delicately blessing a home
before fading.

The less the
shape of your
face is impressed
upon an object
of perception,
the more the
immersion in it.
There's perfection
in all we face, it
wears many faces
to see if we revert
to our own.
In a state
of inattention.

As a child's arms
openly asking
how much they're
Loved...an impossible
circumference is lit
in answer.

How insatiable
a song the
senses sing, once beyond
The Kingdom Walls.
Five fateful steps taken...
to become the
lament of one.

Green with
the first graces
of nature, leaves
shimmer and
shadow their
bond.
Their earthen
looking glass
cannot be
broken.

When you've filled
the slate of ignorance
with knowing...
wipe it clean with
that Knowing.