some short words

All is well
     when we honor our heart's deepest leanings.
     
The deeper into our hearts we go
     the closer to you
     the more still we are-
          and the more we lean upon you
          here and in all your manifests. 

Memories sprout
     from the edges of where we have ever been
          mushrooms after spring rain
          reach up from a hidden root
individual memory
     sprouts from the root mass
     smells of dark earth-
and it is good. 

Twigs of consonants structure the nest of time
     in which soft-bellied vowels chirp life-
          stillness falls upon the forest.