Unbelief is good medicine, undoing belief
better:
all beings free to leave their being
and enter silence.
The nameless tree with its forest
of green,
the endless expanse called
sky, beaks and
feathered wings with their urgent
conversations;
all around, the light that sets the vital body
to humming,
and the dark of re-creation:
the world held for us in promise
until it is loosened from
our thinking.
