reality wakes

how many the times
committed to measure -
turned from the way
the call to become
more than I wanted - my way
as was given
a light -
when the darkness was come

forever a name -
and mine rarely spoken
unsure of the task
I was needed (to be)
miracles happen
in the middle of silence
storms calm the river
as oars split the sea
the broken are chosen
as hurting to heal -
and a place unprotected
by wholeness
revealed

I can't understand
but for then
I was lost
come as the deaf
one to listen (for more)
to fall as the one without feet
as the one without sight
had vision before

was never for me to know
of tomorrows
or when I would hear
do I hear
even now

there it is
my name
recited aloud -
for these are my children
and this is my lot
my destiny (more than desire to see)
was waiting
a truth (undecided)
for me
to release it from wishes -
a breath to the shadows
my way (of becoming)
this moment
to be

to move
without moving
to dream without sleeping -
to pull from the wreckage
the wings of a dove
to cry (never ceasing)
to pray for the meaning -
to wait lest I be
the answer (I am)

was always
returning
my head to the pillow
my face to the sun
my ears to the wind
my longing
(far more than a promise to carry)
to places uncharted
I surrender again