Climb down
from the teetering tower
of abstractions.
Step back
from that faintly tangible blur
of conceptual mirages.

Swing down
and plant the seeds of your feet
into the damp fertile earth
where your true life might take root
and blossom
into something sensual
and magnificent.

Take refuge Here
in this physical body
where life,
in all of its brilliance,
is flourishing.

Arrive fully Here,
in the flesh
of direct experience.

Feel the electrical pulsation of synapses.
Feel the responsive twitching of sinews.
Feel the rushing rivers of plasma.
Feel the pulmonary breeze of breath.
Feel the four-chambered concerto
of cardiac rhythm.

Take refuge within the animal,
within the wilderness
of muscles and bones. 

Nestle in among the elements,
spread out amid the changing winds.
Find your home Here
between the pattering droplets of rain
and the composting of fallen trees.

Rest for a while
under the puffy blanket
of clouds.

Plant the seed of your presence
deep in the soil of your terrestrial body.

It is here that life nourishes.