10/06/2026
Undercurrent
There is a tangible undercurrent
It is ancient and wise
It has no ears and it has no eyes
It breathes everything in me
It moves it all with its own exhale
My pores open to receive it
My eyes close to see it
Within the deepest flowing waters of myself
My mind becomes silent and still I hear it
The music of my beating heart carries it
The melody of my voice vibrates it
It’s sonic sounds reach out like tentacles to touch you
As I relent to this undercurrent
I plant my feet
I bend with the wind
I bow to life
I raise my head
I welcome love
I open my eyes
I inhale through my iris
I exhale through the cave of my throat
And with an almost inaudible aum…
I cover myself with navy blue silk
