There is a magic
To movement
Through the waters
Of a narrow channel
Banked by mountains
And Islands
In the gathering darkness
To movement
Through the waters
Of a narrow channel
Banked by mountains
And Islands
In the gathering darkness
I strive for healing
And the world becomes
Healers and the healing
Compassion, grace and service
The light
Of guides
Of friends
Of family
A lattice
Of light
Into which
My darkness
Falls
All outside
Just fades away
I reach down, deep
Pull back the sand
To reveal beauty
Unimaginable