Checking in -

I seem resistant to taking the nausea medication, so here I am, awake
in the night. I could go to the city to Dr. Wei for herbs, and yet, in
this moment, I have awakened to the sound of the rain and so I stay
with the rockiness inside, the shifting that can't seem to find a place
to balance the sea.



This is how I feel in this moment, and delightfully, the world, brings me a next.

Earthy

 

I feel earthy,

in this place where nebulas till,

wagons incline, and fairies keen.

In Nepal, yak dung is tossed on walls and
homes to dry.

Thrown now,

I tenderize,

emerging

to fertilize

and fire  -

heat for warmth and food

and soul - Watching a fire,

we flame,

hand the light to the sky,

unwrap inside,

what came -

The rain falls now -

This morning taps with sound,

fire to rain - the same -