You who came here to nurture your soul
To claim space just to be
The waxwings call you to the lake's edge
where waves make patterns around rocks
who patiently stand firm
They have no need to DO, content just to BE
Allowing the water to cover then reveal them
In and out, in and out like the breath
Oh, let the water flow over you
the miracle of breathing be enough
Your heart expanding with the waxwings song.
Radha