702 B
702 B
| date | weight |
|---|---|
| 2019-08-22 | 40 |
How can I capture that essence of stillness? How can I become nothing?
Not reaching. Not trying.
How can I read the ecstasy of signs? How can I feel those black birds bursting free of my hunched shoulders?
Step beside yourself. Take your own hand.
How can I feel the cord that ties me to the center of the earth? How can I see where it leads? How can I walk the spiral?
Reach down, bury your fingers in rich earth, take root.
The cant of ritual.
The scent of incense.
The rhythm of chant.
The ripple of water.
Call and response.
The flicker of a candle.
Voices echoing voices echoing voices echoing...
Clay between fingertips.
And then?