Loose and binding

Rustle the winds of my soul, ye weary passenger

Excite the depths of my mind, you hidden wonder

Dance upon the dormant graves of long gone ideas, you outspoken creature

Help me to be that which I fear, and crave:

That which I loathe

Swirl within me, you bold journey

Force me, or teach me, to tread the path of the unknown

Take me, make me student to this: determination and acceptance

Believe me when I say I want this:

The knowing beyond knowing

The showing and slowing of my mind, heart

Help me hear the sound

The inkling of the unconscious

I am desperation and pleading

I am depth and perception

I am sound and silence

I am loose and binding

Goddammit, I’m trying

Or, I hope I am, to be:

Familiar and uncommon

Comfortable and strange

Collapsed yet billowing

Sorcerer of refrains

Breathe into me, with caution and fevered will

Make me once

Then again and again

I will be listening and waiting

Ready

Steady

Still

This one

And that one