Just for now, without asking how, let yourself sink into stillness. Just for now, lay down the weight you so patiently bear upon your shoulders. Feel the earth receive you, and the infinite expanse of sky grow even wider as your awareness reaches up to meet it.
Just for now, allow a wave of breath to enliven your experience. Breathe out whatever blocks you from the truth. Just for now, be boundless, free, awakened energy tingling in your hands and feet. Drink in the possibility of being who and what you really are so fully alive that when you open your eyes the world looks different, newly born and vibrant, just for now.
If I were a giant, I would let a heavy sigh, And my breath would move the gray clouds across the land, And dandelions would be free. I would lay down on empty green fields and watch the clouds leave and dandelions dance, Have you seen anything dance better? Back to the earth, Back to the creator, Back to the no-thingness.
I am back in states and already had to deal with two customers service agency haha! Anyway, I want to write to you, but for some reason my heart is just telling me let it be.. Anyway, yes I am back in DC! Kind of jet lag, confused, and content! This is new here, I usually send poems from poets whose fingers are stained from ink, and their mouths taste like years of poetry dipped in honey and gun powder!
But I like this poem very much, I can see the space and I can see the breeze in it β My head is little jumbled and this poem feels like a nice silk sheet to lay on! That cheap Hollywood-esque image. But there are worst things than these mornings, we all know this.
