WHEN BREATH ARRIVES
The light shines
And strikes the compass
Without a dialAn uncoiled rawness
Without a dialAn uncoiled rawness
Shy and naked
Stripped free
From the veil
Of presumption and imposition
As it pierces the violence
Of conditioned symbols
Upon itself
In this sacred space
Trust is born
Come forth
The Ancient One ‘as you are’
Images of the elementals captured by Thomas Arthur