Threads upon threadsRushing and flowing over all life
Strings of action and choices
Giving. Taking.
The darkness and light of words and silence
Heart going this direction. Mind going over there. Is there a place they both can meet?
Strands upon strands
Weaving in and out of everything
Paths chosen and paths ignored
Firmness. Flexibility.
Shadows and highlights of beginnings and endings
Constant movement. A glance towards quiet peace. Can one not have both?
Teach me to see that I AM beneath that. That at the surface, all this flows and gathers and tumbles and creates its music of cacophony or of grace. Teach me to see what is under that so that I might flow in a more harmonious way with all that is and is not. I do not mind the river taking me along when I can breathe.
Teach me the within. Teach me the under. Teach me
Stillness…listening…resting…knowing…being…courage…love…life
Teach me to flow and move from there.
Photo: Closeup of Cedar River, WA
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So beautiful, Kerry. Tender, powerful, solemn and sensitive, with that deep richness of feeling and expression that's so unique to you.
ReplyDeleteThat gentle yet irresistible pull of the ever-flowing stream of life and feelings, emotions, instincts, intuition, the need to know, to learn, to grow, to live, to love, the be: as always, you've brought to life, with words, far more than mere words. There is grace and beauty, and deep enchantment, in this captivating and truly enthralling poem.
Beautiful: as ever, just beautiful.
Thanks, as always, for your gentle inspiration.
Ian
That is so where I am and what I needed today. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteWOW ~ write that? Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteIan, likewise, as always your own words are thoughtful and wonderfully put. Thank you.
ReplyDeletePatrick, I am so glad these words were ones you needed - rocks!
And, yes, Concord Carpenter (Rob?), every word and every photo in this blog, for good or not so good ;), is mine. I'm tickled you found Tumbling to be "beautiful" - thank you. :)