How can I tell you
how it is?
You must
build a temple
with bricks made of air.
Travel with no map
or guide.
Drown in a rive
each time you come up
to breathe.
Sing music from the
chorus of the silent unstruck sound.
You must embrace and
be embraced
by the invisible cosmic love/ being
from which you came.
You must craft your gift,
share with all,
polished and refined
to take with you
when you go.
Dorothy Walters
August 5, 2020