Instead of doing it,

Open to it.

Let it meet me

In the beat of the wing,

In the blink of the eye.

All is done to me.

I am just an observer

From my blissful state.

Until the flow takes hold

Of body,

Molecules and blood

And bones,

And marionette like make

Graceful swaying

Of my primal material.

I am moved,

Therefore I move.