Showing posts with label Autumn 2017. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Autumn 2017. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

Digging

-------Digging-------

I hear you, young blood,
digging
into the dark earth
against this world.

Into the peace between
where the seeds 
of our great song
await a re-becoming.

You question 
not for answers
but to soften the edges
that complacency has sharpened.

And with trust 
you defy.
Returning time 
to the moons turning,

And the strength to all 
who listen
to unfold within
love's rhythm.

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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

All the Leaves

-------All the Leaves-------
Within
the dark forest
of this body

I have hidden shame,
and allowed 
bright colors

To cover over
the sadness 
beneath.

But, with care
you have come, 
like winter,

And taken 
all the 
leaves.

Leaving me bare
and open
to the light.

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Monday, November 6, 2017

Trails

-------Trails-------

Leaf by leaf,
the fallen autumn
covers the trails
I have followed.

And slowly,
the great shadow of routine
forgives itself
into light.

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Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Tough Love



-------Tough Love-------

Come, dear Earth.
Come with wind
and with rain

And empty
these branches
clean.

Some tough love
we need 
right now,

To let go
of what
divides us

And allow
the light back 
in.

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Tuesday, October 24, 2017

A Step Outside

-------A Step Outside-------

Slowly, 
the fire burns.
Conveying the plant's medicine

Through breath
into blood,
into visions.

One spirit
has been divided
by the state,

Tricked
with sugar
and lies

To believe in the "I",
and "us",
and "them".

But a step 
outside 
this body

And the wounds of our separation
begin 
to heal.

For truth 
transcends
duality,

And a woken soul
perceives the union
between all of life's expressions.

From little seeds
we have become
a great forest,

And leaf by leaf,
with the Autumn,
return to earth.


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Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Within this Circle

-------Within this Circle-------

Before judgement 
can take us further 
from each other

May we be still
a moment
and listen.

The great oak 
is filled with golden,
rustling leaves,

Every one moving 
in their own way
with the wind.

Let go the idea
of right 
and wrong,

Of lines
and
separation,

For we are all
within this circle
together,

Rolling around
and around
the sun.


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Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Back to the Seed



-------Back to the Seed-------

Together
from a single seed
we have risen

And grown 
wide
with sunshine sugar

To fill 
this orchard 
full.

Every
thing we bear 
will fall,

But none
will be
forgotten.

For Autumn remembers us
back down 
to earth

And our fruits
back to the
seed.

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