I Open to the Sense of You

I open to the sense of you,
float into your forgiveness like a twig dancing downstream.
I yield to your knowing, the truth of your erosion,
how you carry detritus across the ages,
from frozen ice fields all the way down to the open sea.
No longer caught
in the narrow interstice of my mutinous, glacial boulders,
nor trapped in the dams of my own making,
I embrace your whitewater rapids and swirling eddies,
your placid meandering, and your steep descent
over well-worn waterfall cliffs.
In your presence I flow with ease,
drink each unique moment of the ride,
follow the course of your current.