here again
the daily miracle
right before the eyes
the immense sphere of earth turns
revealing sun and moon,
the clouds parade while
sea waves infinite offerings
on countless shores
every cell breathes in endless ebb and flow,
every leaf and stem
an art
a world itself
under what ancient spell,
some veil descent,
we look as if it’s all the same
the illusion of normal reigns
with all our quicksand plans
and if-only dreams,
what do we really see
why do we not fall to our knees
to see a mountain lake — the temple doors,
awaken with wonder
when a sacred guiding star rises
from the inner sky
if only for a moment
sitting still the way the redwoods do
a vast silence
we too could hear an ocean of unspoken sound
naming the secret passage home
