I stepped into an ancient Now
I drew a breath and took a bow.
I have been here times before
some recent, some from days of yore.
I knew it all right from the core.
But clouds and mist now drew a bead
and I was lost in sudden need.
But love, so tender, moved inside
my creaky body and closed mind.

The Master seemed to melt and
glow and wink at me as he
and I together flowed.

I touched my heart.
I touched the sky.
The joy and sorrow filled my eye.
It’s here I live and here I move.
And love will always find the groove.

Vicki Woodyard