"We arrive like water and like the wind we go." O. Khayyam

Where do we go?

Does the spirit disperse, rejoin
and recycle into the universe?

Like wind against a cottonwood tree











d i s p e r s e
like water in a glass
set inside the sea

r e j o i n
water inside and outside

becoming one.

Rise me 

from depths

to crest at sea

i n h a l e

a n d
e x h a l e

to swim

the distance 

Hollow me

like a flute

carved for life breath

let music

play through me

w i t h o u t

resistance

One day 

I too 

will go

disperse like wind
against a cottonwood tree

water and seed

rejoining the sea. 

T. Acuna

inspired by the book of awakening