And now, finally, let me be one with the earth
Let me be a vessel for it, be its front
Its physical embodyment
So that, through all it sails , it can in me
In one small way enter into humanity

When it’s quiet in deep winter
Something subtle, whispering is heard
Mechanics are performing maintenance
In the deep workshops
Half spiritual, half elemental beings are busy

And inside each one of us
There is slumber during the deep freeze
Wisdom weaves itself
Repairing, youthesizing us, the earth, the universe
Wisdom breathing light into life