. Breakthrough We long for breakthroughs, for the illuminating light at the end of the tunnel, for enlightenment that will banish our doubt and re-ignite our faith. Maybe all we need to do is go among trees. I go among trees and sit still.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.
Then what is afraid of me comes
and lives a while in my sight.
What it fears in me leaves me,
and the fear of