Vulnerable Strength Moon

I go into the world feeling

with my senses for ground

listen to my feet

to the tenderness of grass

the open gift of a canopy

unselfconsciously extended

into boundlessness

& it’s not an

idea

this boundary-free infinite

space not a concept

but a vibrancy, a canvas

a non-localized star

that done burst before

& shines at many points now

this feeling is a scent, a song, a taste

a re-ranging of rectilinear tension

a softer vision of ideas

a blurring together

of breath & awareness

a call & response

an uncrowded tango with multiplicity

a heartbeat of clover

the surrounding ISness

of new-ancient horizon right now

when I walk with my conceptual heart

broken & concordant with summer stream sound

hiss of wood releasing mist in fire

the river pulse of insects

the frogs all soft & unafraid

half-in & half-out

like strawberries

with their futures exposed

shining in sweetness & strength

of incorruptible resilience

my dream of naturalness

tendril’d in their finding green fingers

merged in fivefold petals

permeate in gratitude

for the chance

to be