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.