Letting go -

Luce Irigaray wrote:

    "If anything divine is still to come our way it will be won by abandoning all control ... it is through risk, only risk, leading no one knows where."

                Can I stand on those words today, stand as on a rock, and look around?   

                            Can I stand in a trust that wings abound?

                                            I can stand, sit,
        
                                                        fold, roll,

                                                        lie deeply down. 

                                I am held as I pound.    Silence molding, mounds.