incline

the essential is not always being

what we are inclined to

yet it is still being

the essential

for us to make sense of

or not

profane

perceiving one’s wants

perhaps even desires

is an encounter of great beauty

and potent power

compulsory for anyone who wish

to bridge

the sacred

and the profane

owl

old shame piercing the surface

an owl calling for patience

wind whirling dead leaves

leaving nothing but

naked structure

sore

when body and mind are sore

wisdom is

to rest

nothing less

but also never more

indescribable

tasting some sort of peace

after a life in anxiety

is indescribable

as no one

who has not known

this state of fundamental

insecurity

can possibly grasp

the span of deliverance

increase

fall turning gently towards

winter

fear falling gently towards

love

while daylight diminish

a different light might

increase

some

morning mist

announcing

an opening towards initiation

an invitation for some

to pause

an invitation for others

to escalate

it takes all sorts to make a world