Tag filling the well

signs of awakening

when faith is hard

unwavering

listening to the vague call

how to look out rather than in

move into harmony

wired to contract & expand

sweet nothings to tuck away

beauty & the quantum leap

the breath breathes us

the healing of twisted soul-roots

in & out of the horizon’s lines

the art of having nothing to accomplish

an enigmatic mystique

there is faith in the dark night