Mystery

This life is a mystery beyond understanding with the mind. Loss turns to gift, hurt and confusion into intimacy. All of it folding and melting into and upon its Self. I have recently known a loss of life that then turned into the birth of a dream. What I have learned from this is that the more I allow my perceptions of what I think things mean to float like a cloud the nurturing rain that comes is beyond my wildest dreams. Loss if allowed fertilizes growth, the energy always wants to be reborn. Grateful am I to those that have consciously held the healing space for this transformation. I humbly bow myself before thee in reverence.

Your Poem

You have helped me plant my tree deeply in the ground
With kindness and love
The stars above shine for us
Glowing embers fire in the night sky
As you laugh with me I feel you all around
Entangled within my flowing limbs
Pressing, pushing, grazing over
A breeze hovers in our skin so smooth
Whisper in my ear your truth
You speak through me into the heavens

How deeply can this go?
Dare I know you?
Friend. Lover. Master. Brother.
I fear a loss with human heart
With the hands of a thousand grandmothers I leap into your open arms.
Play your drum so I may hear
From below it upward flows
Into this heart of open kind
I am yours tonight.
do not wander.
Inspire me with fire from free birds flying south
Melting me over your belly I sink
Swimming in the earth and sky
What a love affair is this
It takes all kinds

Hush! hear me now, I am speaking with you
Even when I'm not here
Remember the truth
It does not hide.
Even in that pile of feathers
It penetrates to the center
Dance with me your ancient lines
In peace and war and kiss me deeply
As the fire licks our eyes
Don't think for our minds lie

Know what you know
Be who you are
Celebrate!
Tomorrow is never given
The moon has shared these truths with me.
Truth comes from the quiet place that surrounds us now
Shhhhh....can you listen?