Learning the Language

we come from so far away
each of us

seeking the sacred mountains
and the Other

stumbling tongues essaying
the lingua franca
behind words


still love to do with becoming
more not less
oneself

this trying to live wide open
the saying yes
the trust


while the head holds tight

but the heart like a
March hare

day after day leaps forward
into darkness

every step
the first



- Roselle Angwin (in Looking For Icarus, bluechrome 2005)