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.