To stay afloat
you must set aside praying
and save yourself.
You do the thing
you think you cannot do…
Nothing is for nothing.
Everything is rooted,
a branch, an expression
of that to which it belongs…
At times your life will show itself
arriving in the dancing sunlight,
landing with a soft stirring of air.
I want to say it’s alright.
I want to say you can sleep now,
but then I think of Rumi…
Between earth and air
lies the language of sun,
speaking,
responding in clouds.
Every original thing has come
from the invisible beyond
Our invisible
everything
radiates,
Your vast soul,
that seabed on which
the ocean of you rests,
holds every part of you
In the heart of fear
lies fearlessness.
In the eye of the hurricane,
stillness presides…
Alone is a mistake made early
but not one we’re doomed
to wake into each day…
Like mountains
driven up,
eroded,
every day we rise
and fall back down…
The shutter opens by degrees,
the thin film peels away
one quarter inch at a time
as it has been doing,
as you have been doing
even as you swear you cannot…