Buried Alive

                                         Life has buried me alive.

                                    A slow avalanche

                                    Of yearning

                                    Learning

                                    Fear

                                    Love

                                    Loneliness

                                    Failure

                                    Passion

                                    Laughter

                                    Anger

                                    Joy

                                    Risk

                                    And all the rest of it.

                                    I sit still

                                    Hunched in the dark

                                    Breathing my prayer

                                    Awestruck

                                    Enveloped by its fullness

                                    Its weight

                                    Its endurance

                                    Its infinity

                                    Why dig out?

                                    Here I sit

                                    Is where it’s at.

                                    I am the center and the seed,

                                    The living and the dead,

                                    The Shaman and the Sherpa.

                                    Don’t rescue me.

                                    Leave me be.