a lifetime spent
moving outward
reaching forward

arms poised to grasp
onto anything
anyone
close enough
to be a life raft

mother, will you hold me?

now i am standing still
arms wide open
why does it hurt so much?

resting inward
tension building
before relief

release the breath
return to body

i will hold me now.

They float up
on wings
of an ancient creature
perched on the tallest tree
silently watching
everything
and nothing
below

Then they push off
long legs
slender neck
tucked gracefully
soaring high above

My mist damp head
tipped back
in astonishment
watching from the limitations
of humanity
and gravity

Whats it like up there
where great perspective
has the power
to right size
most earthly problems
and everything can shift
in a single instant
of flight?

From my earth perch
I tip my head down
to see
a mossy universe
below me

Suddenly reminded
I too
can shift perspective.

To those who wander, seeking, searching:

Let yourself be led deep
into the wildness within you.

Let this place inside you flourish,
nurtured by your undivided attention.

Let this place inside guide
you through the world.

Let it take you to places you
never dreamed were possible.

Let it hold you.
Let it heal you.
Let it set you free.