A Love Letter, Amidst the Drums and Breath
Great Spirit, Enlivener of my Soul:
I see the blue waves, the blue sky.
I see the white garments.
I hear the drums, the sound makers.
I feel you enter every and all object- in-side and out- announcing your existence,
reminding all of your existence.
What have I forgotten? What am I remembering?
I trust you. I know this.
The trust lies in a cavern that holds all.
My mind wants to look for the trust in the cavern walls, in the scribing,
in others who are here.
I am called to return to the depth and leave the details behind.
I am reminded to trust the depth,
to never forget the depth,
to stay in the heartbeat communion with depth.