Being

Silent comrade of the distances, Know that space dilates with your own breath; ring out, as a bell into the Earth from the dark rafters of its own high place - then watch what feeds on you grow strong again. Learn the transformations through and through: what in your life has most tormented you? If the water's sour, turn it into wine. Our senses cannot fathom this night, so be the meaning of their strange encounter; at their crossing, be the radiant centre. And should the world itself forget your name say this to the still earth: I flow. Say this to the quick stream: I am.