Friday, January 24, 2014

Tulips Transcended


Silence waits with expectant hush for darkness to descend,
Transforming trios transcend the embrace of earth and water.
Curiosity and compassion conquer cowardice.
Stillness settles.
Home.

Circe climbs to the top; she stops.
I watch from the door, my feet on the floor
I open the door.
Slowly she climbs down and flows into me,
Briefly.
Mesmerized, she turns and climbs again. I watch and let go,
Now that I know how to be.