Lotus

Gritty and raw to the touch

I seal my skin,

thickly absorbed,

in oil that coats the core of my origin

scents that remind me of life emerged from death

bathed in a new body

bound by cosmic collisions

to break and make me

more resilient this round

rising in unity and forgiveness

rising in the soniferous symphony of parts creating whole

Looking inward I feel connected

to what radiates beyond myself

from the palm of my hand

in creation

in offering

in receiving

caveward dwelling

warm and cool in just the right seasons

soft echos

and the return of my call.

Present and protected.