when I feel foundationless
I run my thumb through the cracks of the closest tree
the surface tells me a story of continuous change
supported by stillness
and annual cycles of death
two crows
speak to beauty as if
corroborating something mystical
to fruit from death's hands
nestled in destiny bird song
I breathe in remembrance
change does not occur in thought
only felt
so I close my eyes
trusting the cycles of life
following feeling
universe provides:
never forget you are alive
never forget you are alive
never forget time dissolves the birdsong
new songs take flight
never forget all you are
is flow of life
- - -
now
I repeat.
joy is like water
cyclically returning to our oceans
seeping through the cracks that make us
slowly eroding all we know
until we are forced to accept peace
now
I repeat.
take off your shoes and feel where you come from
feel the vibrations of existence
sixty beats per minute
bite deep
now
I repeat.
be tree
bird free
just breathe
now
I repeat.
just be