Step out from icky

sticky emotion!

Nested in trees of learning, we taste the wind…

A wild calling, faint murmur of ethers; 

A curling wave, swelling,

testing our our balance, our strength.

Gate guardians: we don’t know how many…

Will we thread this eye of needle?

Do we have sufficient  I N T E G R I T Y ?  

Mind – un-bind,

Forget what they are doing! 

In Light we ride the wind!