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.