How do you fold up a tent thats invisible
Where do you look first
In the dirt for holes
With the ways we see
In our own views
Narrowly
Coming with the intentions
Speaking truth
Falling into a space with only a nose above water
We can breath in the mountain air
Fresh
With nature calling
Hearts in the clouds
Plant leaves shaped like hearts
And the willingness to act
Weights in the bag
Over the shoulders
Up another hill
Through a storm
No visions in the fog
You start to draw next steps
Wet with ink
Dripping onto the rocks
Slowly finding the way
To water
Where it flows around the obstacles
Following the truth of it
Where the face looks different
Than you imagined
Eventually reaching the place
To sit still
For a moment without time
Less of an issue
Outside your mind
Flowing
Your Thoughts