Once.
In the fury of stuckness.
I begged the sky.
To show me the way.
To an edge.
Where I could peer out over the infinite.
And remember.
Whatever it was that I had forgotten.
I raged and rained.
Waiting with might.
Until the door slipped from my hands.
With the key still inside.
I wandered.
Because there was nothing else to do.
In the dark of a night I forgot was falling.
I came upon a path.
That resided on the edge of nothing special at all.
But it felt.
For a moment.
Like a way out.
Or in.
Of the way.
Of the waves.
Of the same as it has always been.
And.
Even though I did not know.
Where my steps would take me.
I let the path wind around me.
Until.
Together.
We were deep in the unknown.
As time began to fall away.
The world went quiet.
And a fog of stillness rolled through my throat.
Until I could no longer sing.
Until I could no longer.
Lie.
So I placed my spine upon the earth.
Matching the curve of the roots.
That dared to peek through the veil.
And rested.
Giving myself over.
To the leaves and wild.
That became the bed.
I had once walked upon.
My breath became the breath.
And I was breathed.
In.
As a part of it All.
Because I was.
I am.
I will be when the sun breaks through the dark.
Again.
And with an exhale.
The ground became the water became the way.
Again.
A path.
On edge of nothing special.
With nary a promise.
Of where it would lead me.
Except.
Maybe.
Back.
Home.
Where I could remember.
That I was as much the space.
As I was the matter.
And all I had to do was ask.
To be met.
By a mystery.
Who would remain as it was.
With love and fire~
Jo Anna
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