In the sanctum of the forest

I go to listen to the giant ones

breathe the pulse of Mother Earth

together with their close-by friends,

as they share stories with one another

in harmonious scales, and shifting keys.

Their limbs, bodies and roots vibrate in an invisible tremble,

enveloping the entire forest in a quiet symphony.

At their core, the sap shimmers with renewed life.

Through their space I move,

enveloped in their life- force and strength.

I breathe deep, and become you.

The river swells through the seasons,

moving deep among the rocks and minerals

carrying a liquid light

my mouth understands,

filling me up, with radiant rainbow colors.

The silver lake receives it all,

large vasque of held water

where I long to visit

and sit in stillness by your side.

In the climb of the mountain top,

I will lay on your lap

to marvel

at the dance of the stars and the celestial bodies

In their inked canopy,

filling my eyes with the nectar of starlight..

To the infinite ocean

I always come back to

Spring or Winter I hear the call

 Your waves pull me in each time,

 Like you, by the Moon cycles

 I was made of 

 In my mother's womb.

In the deserted plains - of Cairo

I breathe in the fire in the air

where the winds of change have earthed

the golden winged scarab.

~ Ven. Bao Co

08/28/2024