Countless shadows pass before me
and I am stark naked in front of bright fire,
entrenched in the moment as a seed in the earth
waiting to spring forth,
to break with conditioning and lamentable action.
To cast aside the tides of chains that have tethered me
and my kin to the soil that we stand upon.
A step forward, closer; no steps to return along.
Safe in the moment and the heat that calms my disposition,
my compassion and my thirst.
Three whole nights I sit here,
unacquainted with passing time,
or tones of light as they diminish
and return with the fullness of sun drenched vigour.
Deep within I am still,
quieted by the stirrings of imminent change.
Like the bare element of an unfinished symphony.