The red lacquer bridge is a beckoning place. I have been there in my dreams. Here I commune with the animals. Life surrounds me as hawks and wolves and holy men. There is a sound of low hum vibrating through us all. It is the life force calling us home. Come and rejoin the circle that is existence. Come beyond what we see and know in this place of flesh and bone. Come and be united with the universe. Come home … come home … come home.
