turning

the wheel is

or am I

my head towards the sun

its rays light me

and yet I seek

to also befriend

shade

what is this turning that I do

and why cannot

I feel

whether I move the world

or it moves me

and I do not exist

as there is only field

or both

and then I loose

that I can steer

by my control

and only letting

go can make the

space for my intention

the voice of my soul

to call and to hear

turning

the wheel of life

like a leaf turns in the wind

except there is

no turning back

San Diego, 13 april 2011