Said the human to God: I want to know you.
Please teach me how. Lead me your way.
God said: Start with these small drops of rain
And dig your knuckles into earth’s fragrant terrain
Once you see, you cannot unsee.
With only two eyes, sip tenderly.
Magic is Alive.
In everything, there is infinitely more Growth
So wake the morning with your roar An Oath
Open your mouth like a baby bird stretching its view
And let the sweet words of prayer speak you
Now is infinitely true Chronos
A Fractal is, in fact, a cracked vessel, a floating lotus
So play with timetables and fold them into child knots
And seek the teacher who will unveil your blind spots.
You only own that which you give away.
Trust the magic pulsing through your sauté
And know that I will never lead you astray.
If you’ll lead me your way.
First published in the March 2014 issue of Radix.
