side streets and manifestations

May we walk
steady as we go
Full of wonder and compassion
as we grow

Listening only
to the surest smallest voice
Running our fingers intuitively
through every possible choice..

May we find our spirits
the lanterns in the dark
Where there is dampness
may we remain the spark

May we pull our sleeves over our knuckles
and grab tight the handles and buckles
as we bump along adjusting
at every corner assessing
every turn, every challenge

till we are part of every sway
we flow with the rhythms and days
and cycles rooted deep a midst
our natural adaptations

side streets and manifestations…