Sit yourself kindly down

and begin to breathe 

with and as

the ache of being, 

instead of above it.

Remember your first questions.

Enduring and unanswerable, 

they can make you 

curiosity again. 

Gently,

allow your heart to hand you

every last piece 

of who you truly are. 

This is the food you’ve been hungry for.

This is the water that will quench. 

Softly you dissolve 

into an undomesticated friendship

with your world.

Enter into it again

with that quiet quivering 

in your now more-human heart,

and let an uncaused joy 

come out of your eyes — 

so the others feel it,

so it’s all of ours 

to eat and drink and share.

~ Brooke Teisui McNamara