this presence is welcome,
this guidance is small.
impermanence touching,
the abundance of all.

the pulling is subtle,
the vision grows clear.
the wanting feels achy,
the knowing feels dear.

one foot in the Evers,
most-mind in the now.
growing, less to the why,
and more to the how.


we are sprouts of this Garden,
so lovely to learn.
the Sun giving gently,
on this Earth,

for our turn.