Deeper still
(snakes shedding their skin)
restricted, no longer
existence through spring
expansion demanding from
(inward to outward)
the self,
my-self,
your-self,
breadth it-self.
Childlike, I fear
the unknown
ubiquitous vastness;
all the knowledge not known
all the prior unfelt
all the felt unseen
no longer unseen.
The arms of my fear cradle me
surrendered
to swelling,
(it all starts from the base)
free in the fire that burns in that base
which life begins and existence contains,
raising the world, vision and might
child to child, the cycle passed through
forces prior unfelt
now felt unseen
no longer unseen.
How may reality turn so palpable?
How may it have been not so before?
How may we live through it all
expanding in spirit,
bathing in light,
like nature in spring
existence by fire so bright
permitting it swell past fear’s shell
wound ’round it so tight?
Notes From Afar 