Spiraling Form
There
is beauty, grace, and joy
in
this moment.
There
is the eternal, and the passing
in
this moment.
There
is the remembered kiss of a lover
and
the desire for another in this moment.
There
is the immense quiet of deep space
and
the ringing of temple bells in this moment
I
am being held captive by all of it
and
have willingly surrendered to it.
Each
sigh a release.
Each
laugh a discovered joy.
Each
smile a connection.
Each
touch an affirmation.
The
bamboo flute plays its song
in
my heart.
The
sun rising awakens
my
inner fires.
The
passing river speaks
it
wisdom to my ears.
I
will listen.
I
will feel.
I
will be.
One
light on the spiraling form.
richard hammer
3-19-18
Cape Coral,
FL
April is National Poetry Month. In
preparation consider reading or listening to a read poem each morning. Why?
Because poetry invites us to consider mystery and meaning. It can be a door way
in or out.... and we are always coming or going, or being present.
Your Life Is a Poem – Krista talks
to Naomi Shihab Nye (3-15-18 On Being)
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