Tag call of the soul

gifts of knowing

imagine this

when clouds meet me here

these wings

luminous. spellbound. whole.

like the mystics

our intention to open

where a quiet practice finds us

where the heart pulses into earth & sky

an essential & existential fever

the deep ache of veiled memory

where doubt cannot find us

the intention to be

kindling for soul fire

the brave & free kind of gravity