Intuit

There are places where thoughts cannot go,
places your mind will not take you.
Like a road that stops at the foot of a hill
or falls short in the deep of a valley.

Be free of mind and digressions.
Shuck off worries and plans,
set aside intent,
throw down the map you think
got you this far.

Where the road runs out, explore. 
Go by feel, by taste,
by the way your skin quivers,
follow the body’s antennae. 
This way, your bones sing. 
This way, home.