May anyone who’s ever felt it feel it fuller –
may it permeate their being and reach the ends of their limbs
intoxicating in its fullness. May anyone who’s ever felt it feel it fuller –
and those who’ve not felt it may it descend upon them
may it pull them into its ascent.
May anyone who’s feeling it too fully feel it just enough,
just enough to lift them up hovering off their toe tips and yet
not so high that they crash down when it subsides.
May anyone who’s feeling it let it fill them, fill them fully
and may they hold open their palms, letting it
radiate from their skin, letting it
fully fill the space that surrounds them, letting it
infuse their existence
may anyone who feels it just in between fully and not fully enough
May they hold space with it, with how it feels to balance, not teeter
but balance. Stable, feeling fully their equilibrium, feeling fully
how it feels.
May we be friends and not enemies with feeling fully
may it become familiar, may its fullness split us open, ripe
to possibilities of fully feeling.