Call me into the hollow
Where I will find my teacher
Walking the path I follow
I come to find this creature
A Woodland Teaching
Poetry
Patience
Release my hand from the bud
To let the petals open
Breathing through
The patience of blossoming
Born Between Breaths
How long can I stay under?
Liminal, fluid, and alive
Unfurling visions of wonder
Why must I breathe in to survive?
Break to Open
It’s a slow piercing
That trembles in my heart
This shaking shudder
Breaks the pieces apart
Swim
Let me rise up in the still of night,
Come out beneath the expansive sky,
Sink under the clear water,
Down to Ground
I want to know you
Yearn to unveil your mystery
How low can I bow
