Take me to
My edges

That sharp place
Where
My
Wings
Begin
To
Unfurl

Where my
Senses snap
And the Universe
Is fluid

That place
Where connection
Is a given
And the co-creating nature
Of all things
Is experienced in
Every single atom of my blood

And that flow of blood and breath and skin and bone
Is alive and pinned to
The vortex
Of the unknowable.

Take me
To
My
Edges

Where form is transparent
And formless

Take me to
My edges

So that my blood
Merges and is devoured
By this land
In perfect rhythm
With the beat of
The empty heart
And the joy of this
Homecoming
To this tribe of one

Rings like the Sunday morning
Church bells of my youth
Those Bronze shards of sound
That scoured the air and
Burnt the alleys and paths
Clear and clean again

Take
Me
To my edges

Where I am is
Anihalated in
The ebb and flow
Of the breath
Of the beloved

Take me
To my
Edges

And bathe me in
The sharpness
Of unity

Take me to my
Edges