Monday, January 17, 2011

A poem...

Darkness. No sound.
Nothingness. Void.
The vastness of time and. space feels like weight
Weight of gravity.
No form.
Thousands of thoughts clutter the mind
Confusion. Chaos.
Breath fills the void.
Light to dark, dark to light.
Giving. Receiving.
Creating and extinguishing

Breath of wind - shuffles thoughts like autumn leaves
Breath of earth - rooting and grounding, reinforces all connection
Breath of water - flows gracefully through the vessel of being
Breath of fire - burns through the open channel
Breath of spirit - charges all sensations
Breath of ether - births higher consciousness

Contrast is everywhere
Struggling in all directions, north - south - east - west
Shattered and broken, feeling swept by choices

Flowing through resistance.
Allowing.
Allowing gives way to freedom.
Freedom to reconcile.
Reconcile into wholeness.
Into newness
Into center.

Alone sometimes, never lonely.
Self-sustained and never separate.
Void and never lacking
Empty and pouring with possibility.

Every act of nature
Every element
Every person
Every moment
Every BREATH
The opportunity to choose.
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