I’m drawn to fold myself into the quilt 

that is the coating on the mountains 

and there I will sink into the mattress of mud 

and allow of myself to soften 

along with the world around me. 

I will dig my nails under the moss 

and be present there 

yet be nothing and faded into the foliage. 

to be one with the earth and 

to have the earth to be one with me. 

to finally have the gift of relaxation.