I am here

I am here

on a chill windy day

in a place where all saints

rest easily with all sinners

love in new clothes was born:

fragile and formless.

beyond this or that,

breathing salt-tossed waves,

possibility walked a carved beach

while humpbacks blew

spumes of froth and foam.

joining them, words swirled

and ideas danced themselves

into a flurry of fire and water

and fantasy skipped into the arena,

singing "let's play!"

thus without fanfare,

journey began in an verdant oasis

through an untracked palm forest

in a dusty land with crunching mice

creating a fortress of connection.

Meanwhile, from a slightly shifted center

mystery swirled colors

into a stirring kaleidoscope

of unnameable wonder

shouting hineni, hineni

JW

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