dive in
I welcome the songbirds at dawn,
the brave insects as sun slices through cold air
I listen under rippled treetops,
invite whispers and wonder to lead...
when I let them, the Beings made of
mist and moss
guide me gently into The Deep...
forest-ocean
whale-trees
snake-roots
and wet dirt
I wonder,
do you want to enlighten or devour me?
for I am electric-alive
and equally willing, right now, to be
absorbed by the e v e r y t h i n g of it all.
With driftwood as my writing desk,
a tree army at my back,
in this wild moment
invincible and vulnerable, both,
and I laugh as a distant seal barks,
daring me, it seems... dive in.
