An active witness

An active witness,

holding a seat within this experience.

I can be here.

Feeling into the ether we dance upon—

Nothing and everything, embodying it all.

Walking a road not in need of paving.

An inherent hike through rich earth...

find the hills rolling, just as the ocean mother it meets.

My ancestors know the way and they are calling.

My lives feeling like chapters of a heart song novel woven into my DNA.

As I open up to the next page, clear slate, and steady hand.

Pray and a deep bow to everything that has built me.

I spill out onto the canvas—infinity.