Now that you're finally still,
You feel your body so heavy.
Weary from flight.
Held by the honey-sweet strength of a lotus blossom.
Reached up from deep dark water,
Waiting for your kiss.
Waiting to hold you.
Your soft body dressed in gifts of pollen.
Feel the silk of floral wax under your sensitive feet,
Softened by a long day of tropical sun.
Feel the soft shower of confetti,
Dropping from bursting stamens with every shift as you settle in.
A perfect fit.
Let this blossom meet your body,
Joining earth,
Water,
And sky,
Holding you steady in between.
The light falters and fades as you rest,
And the long journey home feels unimaginable.
You are gently rocked with every breeze,
Every ripple of the water floating you.
Then,
With a soft green flash,
The orange sun dips under the water.
You rest in the in-between light,
Liminal.
Frogs and cicadas begin to sing their night songs.
Trees rustle with the weight of flocks coming home to roost.
Bats squeak along their flight paths overhead.
A glimmer appears above you in deepening darkness.
Then more.
Undulating light,
Glistening like the ripple of a pond,
Or a bead of dew evaporating from a petal in the morning sun.
Glittering,
Mesmerizing,
Hypnotic.
Your sky view narrows as velvet soft petals shudder in slow motion around the silver of the waning moon.
Little by little,
The lights of the sky disappear into darkness.
You are held inside a floral dome,
Safe in your floating sanctuary,
Protected.
With this enclosure,
There is a sudden quieting of the world.
The sound of your pulse echoes back to you within your private chamber.
There is only you and the sacred blossom,
Suspended between earth,
Water,
And sky.
The frogs quiet as a soft,
Distant hiss approaches and you hear the rush of raindrops on water.
Feel them tremor in your bed.
What is deadly in open flight now rocks you gently in protected sleep.
Sound,
Thick and steady,
Reverberating through your hollows.
Let this heartbeat of the sky lull you deeper into rest.
Alone,
But not lonely.
Surrounded by life.
At one with the elements that hold you,
That made you,
That will one day take you back.
Know that as the sun rises,
The petals will open once again.
You will drink deeply from fragrant beads of dew,
Stretch your wings,
And ascend into the morning air,
Refreshed.
But tonight,
There is nothing to do.
Nowhere to be.
But here.
Welcomed.
Wanted.
Nourishing and nourished.
Drift into sleep,
The sacred part of everything.
Earth,
Water,
And sky.
