Heirophant

Teach what you want to learn, she says to me
And she walks away, for every reaction
There is for every branch on one side
Of the tree there is for every step
Forward there is for every shunning
Of the light there is for every turn
Of the page there is for every rock
Spiraling into the water there is
For every bird with a broken wing
There is for every ringer of my doorbell
There is for every turn inward there is
For every movement of the clock’s hand
There is for every flower that wilts there is
For every song that is silenced there
Is for every student that seeks me
There is one who will learn to teach herself.

–Shaun Perkins