Let the quiet envelope me like velvet, like cream
sometimes silence is my chosen sound
revealing my confusion
the offer to share
my questions inquire
which breaks the envelope
and I loose part of me once again
A cosmic purple beckons
my hearts desire
for surrender, to be open
with eyes sober and ancient
with smile unyielding
how much do I really see
the earth calls me
the pull from standing to crawl
I roll in the imaginary leaves, snow, mud
curl into myself like a tight fisted bud
then the call to rock gently
until I open
I am the pebble tossing in the waves
I am the ameba, worm,
soft shelled crab
the full impact of gravity pulls
I am transforming
this is my calling
it requires surrender and silence
