Between above and below

I travel along the red thread of awareness

from the breathing geometries of the stars,

to the body’s quiet architecture—

arms, legs, head, feet—

cells humming with sky.

The interstices of this walking sea—

this waterverse—

are nourished by the shimmering

flames of stars.

An ancient, newfound ground

opens beneath my feet.

In this first touch,

a new world unfolds.

Gravity’s mystery is revealed—

as a secret guide

from the stars

to this place

where feet become feet

and come to rest on the earth.

My spine stretches

between the magnetic pull of the womb

that has birthed these bones,

and the call of the stars

lifting my gaze.

Between the bounty of above and below,

life—held in this rounded vessel—

awakens with joy.

—Lorena Wolfman (2020, 2025)