Let the rude earth warm me
Let me peace shake,
Let my  time here spend
Centimeters above.

I can hear pulses,
Below jaw, above voice,
Behind knees to feet that speak
To the ground, for fear

of troubling the hands with the full weight of the sky.

Plan a day off

Relax and the
Joy loops its
Wings around your crags  

Roll back and the
Sky unfolds
Above without limit  

Sit up and your
Light keeps
The wick ablaze