Resemblance

This oaken society,
this meeting of earth and mind,

quickens in a belly
ready for birth
at the root of all things
from a single seed,

ready to clear the mist
of ignorance and fear

away from the eyes
and point toward clear thinking

and the path
to the way
where we are  fully wake
from all dreams
that have become blackened
as skin left to mend after a wound,

lifeless as a motionless lung,

from not  enough
of any awareness
of anything that resembles
loving kindness.