Tabula Rasa

Things I have
held
heard
used
read
believed
seen
touched
trusted
loved—
you
bones
smoke
tarot
poems
scripture
channels
stone
teachers
dreams
journeys
in stillness
the dancing flame
what we write
about the moon
worship
a dervish—
I reject
I do not want them
not now—
Instead
I sit
walk
meditate
breathe
purge
empty
to navigate—
The wind it takes
The sun it burns
The cold it stuns
The water it washes
away
everything
until I rise
I stand
Lifted by Nothing and yet—
Me
You
Love
Lifting
Everything
swell
soar
crash
sink
receed
Again
it is Here—
where
We go beyond.