Here are a few more short poems for you.
We are living in the great intensity. Most individual spiritual transformation occurs when things become intense. This is that time writ large on the collective stage. The shift of the Ages. The breakdown of old structures that no longer serve. And the opportunity for a shift in consciousness and the rise of love. It may not look like it, caught up as we are in division, opinion and judgment, but don’t let the appearance deceive you, for deep down new shoots are growing.
Anyway, here are the poems.
Be timeless Transcend culture Yet also Be rooted In the present Fully here Fully now In time But beyond time. ------------------------------- When I admitted I was lost And really didn’t know Who I was Or what I was doing The divine arrived Now I see There was an opening In my humility That allowed the light in. ------------------------------- The weaver and the tapestry Are the same The weaver IS the tapestry But we search high and low For the weaver Maybe we don't appreciate The tapestry enough. ---------------------------------- Heartbreak is a doorway To our humanity It’s not a weakness It is an ongoing journey Into a different kind of strength. ----------------------------------- The lighthouse doesn’t fret About the ship in the storm It simply shines its light Other people’s awakeness Is not your business Nor for your judgment Attend to your own light And allow grace To take care of the rest. ---------------------------------- It's easy to become hardened and brittle Bitter and reactionary As a response to this life But our task is not that Our task is to allow the world To break us open So we remember How soft we are inside And to share that softness With others It's not a weakness but a tenderness. ----------------------------------- I spent half my life Running away from pain And hiding in The pursuit of oblivion But the pain returned And oblivion was temporary And so began the journey Of facing what hurt And discovering What was beyond The temporary An extraordinary unravelling Into peace. -------------------------------------- Each of us Is a portal Through which The divine can enter We each get to process Our experience Of the world In our unique way There is no one way There is no right way Sometimes it seems We are being Divinely orchestrated. ------------------------------------------ When the mind is open The divine will pour itself in. -------------------------------------------
Thank you for reading.
Beautiful Kavi. Thank you so much. Many blessings. xx
Especially like the lighthouse poem this week. Really all good, but this one..... felt like me. Thanks