You are my axis, from the root of the earth, through my heart, to the star field, and back.
I can't see you, but I can feel you; like balance, you are always there yet often I have to find you again.
Throughout the day I am many animals: leaping, cavorting, laughing, hiding, crafting, contemplating... There are times when I stop transforming and I am either a shadow or a light, a husk or a seed.
I don't know why it isn't easier. But I can feel that axis, that right place. That place where the chaff falls away and I remember that I am alive.
You are my axis, from the root of the earth, through my heart, to the star field, and back.