#25

re birth re emergence

i see you have taken the form of the rabbits outside

and the cormorant outside also seems familiar

a goose held my gave a little longer than was comfortable the other day

a deer walked on my path

a hawk swooped in front of our car

i hear the tapping of a woodpecker outside and i knew

a school of fish in the local pond seems to be quite charmed when i look overhead

in never seems to fail that a fly lands on me when i practice tai chi outside

(which i find rather fitting in a way)

and sometimes i see a rainbow right when i need it

each instance takes my breath away for just a second

and i think maybe you all have been here before, haven’t you?

so i’m grateful to my guiding friends

who seem to pop up most unexpectedly

 

 

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hit by a poem

I was listening to Boards of Canada’s “Reach For The Dead” at work and out of the blue, lyrics. Words forming that wouldn’t quiet down or pass until I had written them down. 

Ok, poem. I hear you.


today I was 

plucked out of the 

oppression of time

and placed into

the void

vacuum of space

unconscious 

for seconds that 

stretched into

the expansive 

eternity looking into

the distant Eastern 

horizon 

a place where

floating I could 

see everything 

forgot nothing

remembered once 

I woke to the

operating room

and it was like I had

just

been

born


we see beyond

i look out and see beyond the horizon

i lift my head up to

face myself

face the world

facing with clarity

uncompromised  

honest about where i’m at 

i see now

i see me

i am not the villian i thought i was

and neither is the person before me

neither is the landscape before me

i am not the enemy

i look out and see faith

in this rests the belief in myself

my community

that anything is possible

that oneness

against the silence

knowing how to channel anger

removing desire before it turns to hate

standing against fear

looking it in the eye

my breath is so natural

you can see the sun come up

you can feel when the ground lifts and curves upwards to the sky

you can see past the horizon

all of us

standing

waiting

patiently waiting together