Just remember the infinite-tality of this point!
Remember how it fed you everything you needed and wanted.
Remember how sacred the words that trace a landing…
For all the love you need,
For all the compassion and grace you need,
For all the tenderness and connection you need.
Do not panic and go looking for it in vain and anxiety.
Stay and let it land on you.
Let is sweep in great gusts through your fingers and hair.
Let it live on your shoulders and sing praises to your ears.
Let it knock on your lips and ask your heart to come out and play.
Let it pull your soul, shining and brilliant to the surface.
Let it send out sparks that land decidedly as seeds.