Listening to what moves, within this wall of skin
while still aware of the goings on, outside
in the beyond.

Thoughts bend to what nurtures
in the balance that stands,
poised.

Simple yet astounding thought inspires.
A need brought to a response,
a meeting, a conversation.

Form of faith, trust in action, that thrusts
the arm to put out the light, in the latest
end of night.

Knowing what that is, and who, it’s all about
deep, though not unreaching
in the well of sleep.

Possession watches procession
giving and receiving, the back and forth
of mutual retrieving.

Like water to seed, sunlight to read
the lending hand comes forth,
to be of need.