Until I met my teachermy existence life was frozenin the peaks and crags of my limited selflike a summer sunmy teacher moved across my cold inert worldwith an invitation to an adventurebeyond shady crevicesI began to respond to the luminous warmthof my teacherUntil that wich was solidreleased itself to the fluid aliveness of waterAnd I began to flow moving upon the landleaning in the direction of my sourcetouching and being touchedall along the journey home