Pen o’ the Woods : The Forest of the Heart

Deep Soundings

Traveling with the ice—

the only

way to get

deep soundings,

these seekers —

intentionally allowing

our ships

to be frozen

in the flow

of stillness—

becoming part

of the berg

In the name of taking what

from the glacier,

Nothing to attain—

only

gradual

melting of

Selves

into the

bottomless

Sea

of

Being