XII.   

Stillness is voluminous

in the after play/sound

against  our  skin

eyes and   nose and ears

we breathe     it    in in   it

scale                            time                   &          space                   

shifted

                                 falling                           

amplified

we   woke the   space between   listening

hanging   lightly  by a thread

cocooned

entangled

fibers of being

textures of sticking silk

inner space

wind blow swing

above abyss

between trees

webbing

exquisite lightness

hang and dangle

undo,            tangle

amniotic

rest  in transition

'I reenter myself as if into an enchanted forest'*

awareness of

integration of change

emerging.

*Alejandro Jodorowsky, The Way of the Tarot. Vermont: Destiny Books, 2004. from 'And if the hanged man spoke'

© 2017 Julia Adzuki