the slower rhythms of instinctive expansiveness

the sweet snippets along the way

Quiet friend who has come so far,

feel how your breathing makes more space around you.

Let this darkness be a bell tower

and you the bell.  As you ring,

what batters you becomes your strength.

Move back and forth into the change.

What is it like, such intensity of pain?

If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night,

be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,

the meaning discovered there.

And if the world has ceased to hear you,

say to the silent earth: I flow.

To the rushing water, speak: I am.

……Rilke

when we catch a sweet glimpse of the soft edge between we & them, me & you, us & nature, we begin to commune with beauty undefined by ‘relationship’ or ‘identity’….

a grateful heart seizes tenderness….like air & water & light….breathing in the soul’s silence simply to witness the gifts of this life…

our inner angels are so quiet…..they only hear when we whisper…..

I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one’s being while the dark tide rises. Then comes the moon, marvelously serene, and small stars, very merry for some reason of their own. It is so easy to forget, in a worldly life, to attend to these miracles…..Kathryn Mansfield

life in its amazing & brilliant hues of green & gold…..

shimmering in our heart space….

You ask

why I perch

on a jade green mountain

I laugh

but say nothing

my heart

free

like a peach blossom

in the flowing stream

going by

in the depths

in another world

not among me.

….Li Po

4 thoughts on “the slower rhythms of instinctive expansiveness

    • I have learned to keep inspiration close by…..a book…or two:), color, light, soft corners, quiet (although busy), lots of nature, white paper, gratitude, a cup of tea, the cat….thanks g.f.s….I am sure that you too, must have a well to drink in your poems….

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