Guest House

i’m a guest to this body.

let me thank its hospitality.

i’m a guest to this land.

let me eat humbly

at the everyday table.

i’m a guest to this world.

let me feel time a circle,

so i can step into dreams,

greet my ancients,

my bloody history.

i’m returned to this

body, land, world

with a blue flame of beauty

cupped in my hands,

an offering to morning light.