Saturday, September 22, 2018

This feel for a ground in me that is more than me,
that likes me, loves me, takes pleasure in me,
from the moment of conception,
sperm-fused egg adhering to womb wall,

to emerge into air, light, to feel, smell, taste
all that comes and goes till this becoming body
recycles itself back to its elements,
freeing me to know, even more, my ground.

Tom Keene
May 27, 2015