Until I met my teacher
my existence life was frozen
in the peaks and crags of my limited self

like a summer sun
my teacher moved across my cold inert world
with an invitation to an adventure
beyond shady crevices

I began to respond to the luminous warmth
of my teacher

Until that wich was solid
released itself to the fluid aliveness of water

And I began to flow moving upon the land
leaning in the direction of my source
touching and being touched
all along the journey home