Did you light that fire?
Did it burn the bridge?
Did you discover a door?
High on the ridge?
Life is talking can you here her call?
She is amazed that you heard anything at all.
She hears the noise of those thoughts in your head.
She waits for you to discover silence before you are dead.
She holds a chalice filled with love and light.
She has many gifts, and will share many delights.
But we have to stop so we can see that she is right here.
There is nowhere to go because she is always near.