Diurnal liturgy,
this dance of flesh and bone,
discomfort and spacious opening,
self-judgement
and expansive loss of self in a warm river…
living symbol,
outward and visible,
wrapped around space and time,
and then another breath.
This body a canvas,
an unplucked harp,
an intricate carving
dissolving back into tree,
sap flowing in spring
… apprenticeship in sand temples,
fleeting offerings to the sea.