Tend, I must tend more delicately
Tend more faithfully to this garden
to this body that smells of spirit and runs
on the love of living

I must tend carefully
Forget about mastery and become a conduit; let this lifetime unfold, slowly lay down its tracks

calmly I get closer to what has always been
breathing in the timeless
and seeing it in me I tend lovingly
to this one life of mine