I must trust the universe.
I must take my cue from the stars:
I must listen to the infinite wisdom
Hidden in their shining silence.
Find me a book
And let me get lost in it.
Open the cover
And shut out the world.
I thought about viewing the moon last night,
Full and heavy as it hung in the sky,
But this year as the rice ripens
And the wind picks up
Love me when I’m grumpy.
Love me when I’m curt.
Love me when I’m frustrated.
Love me when I’m hurt.
Time drips like lime down the sides of my soul.
Layering my lifetimes with a mineral film
Clouding my awareness of the vastness
Of the cave of my own evolution.