IOU my best

driven by yearning
to become fully alive
to shed shells of
deadness
moving

into BIGNESS
onto
smallness unto

step by step, you
draw me
teach me
guide me
walk me
up there
to the slipping and sliding
interpenetration of
hard and soft

the hard thrust upward
pushing aside the soft
the soft thrusts downward
feeling everywhere the hard
as the hard yields, bit by bit,
the soft surrenders to
the sharper thrusting
embracing and enveloping it
the hard enfolds the thrusting soft
until at last it
surrenders completely,
is washed and
blown away
into nothingness
into love ?

Yamnuska - Post II
October 2005
(c) k²