Do you know the way to love all the way through
without cracking wide open?
Can you show me the way a life does its best looking?
Which eyes do I use?
And how in the world does one stand wide enough to feel ones
soul without also feeling the howling wilderness it carries?
But this too, is ok
The deep wild, and the deep quiet living in the same meadow
The birth and rebirth of a heart
Of a day
Of a deep longing
I can stand quiet in the middle, and listen