It is time
for hands to gather themselves
together. To lift up
and lighten the load.  Birds
make it look so easy

There is a stillness to it all.
Hurricanes and their eyes,
lakes and their surfaces
and how the ocean catches a little rest
between tides

It is time
It is time for the earth
to breathe a little easier,
lighter, looser. Gently,
brush the body beside you

It is breathing, no?
How many moons have come and gone
without your notice?
Between cracks
flowers grow, not worrying

whether they are seen
or not
They are here for the light.
They live for the light.
It is time.

It is time
Lift up
and touch
the body of heaven -
in this life,  in this world, on this earth

And settle.
there is a stillness to it all.
Born out of the dark,
we are here for the light. See?
Flowers make it look so easy