More-ness is what’s happening, in more-ness’s own way

I don’t really have very many words to say

The air is getting thicker, now – the ground’s not feeling quite as sure

And I’m no longer certain that my aim is to be pure.

Perhaps it’s a balance I’m hoping to find

A settling in, to that place where dark and light intertwine

Maybe, from that place, more-ness will emerge

As the grace-filled unfolding of the next new birth.