The Titanic and I both suffered physical damages, yet I am still afloat.
We humans live in both worlds, the material and the ethereal.
This affords us the privilege of feeling it all: the marvelous and the mundane.
I like to hang out in the field beyond words with the bodhisattvas I admire most.
But if I’m not careful I’ll miss the present, to my own detriment.
May I always return from my celestial travels to again feel the breath in my lungs and the grass between my toes.
Sage Burner Poetry 