song for the sky

The sky stays steady the day through. .I am humming myself into calmness this afternoon. The light like a lullaby soft and low.

When all the swirling subsides there is a moment of friction, where I rub up against my own silence. My mouth moving in muteness. My mind seeking deafness amidst the distant pounding of my hearts desire.

Could we ever leave this place of knowing and voyage into the wilderness? Could we be confronted with our own nudity? I am slightly curled fingers, inhaling wet earth, singing sailor songs to the sky.