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We came to the waters for some reason?
Possibly some childhood connection!
Some ancient pathway-
To be touched, to be moved, yes! possibly forever.
Allowing some mysterious place-this unknown .
Water pouring into water. . .
A cave in the dark clouds;
Where the crutches of centuries are laid to rest.
Could it be hunger for ordinary bread.
Something so plain and simple ?
Yet the complexity of our thinking-
Addicted to the old ways of darkness and never enough-ness ?
Simply sitting- Seen from some new place,
Hands placed so neatly in one’s lap;
Enraptured - wholly amazed. . .
Intimately washed by the waters of the heavens.
Knowing; no one could be prepared for this re-told story.
And somewhere above the clouds of our thinking-we can remain open like the vast sky.
The steadiness-the brightness –the lucid.
I know this is in you–as I know it is in me.
We came to let go of this darkness;
That gnarly scaling snakeskin of the past.
Hopefully--renewed by the waters, softening the old leathery hardness.
Giving us back this miraculous - pliable, flexible, adaptable, shining heart.
Winter solstice / full moon / moon eclipses / new beginnings
December 22, 2010 |
