questions I am wanting to explore..
if everything is sacred what is sacred and so
does it need to be ?
what does spirituality look like to me?
how can the personal be collective?
what does remembering the body remembering the space of everything look like?
my god walks slowly and gently
and when she sees the spring blossoms,
she runs ever on
and puts hands and knees down
and whole spine sinks to the core of the earth
my god is found when life is simple
making life, simple
finding Gordian knots
cutting them through
my god has a warm laugh
and lives in my mouth and hands and feet
understanding the flower that bursts forth so suddenly
came, too, from the womb of a longer winter & rain
(even what moves quickly comes forth slowly & diligently)
not rushing the buds in oneself,
knowing the means are the end, in a sustainable change
the way one moves defines the where you land