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16 May 2004

Poetry (written 2003)


Torres del Paine, 2006

Effortless
I am water gurgling over rocks,
tumbling along.
I am an eagle floating on the wind,
letting go,
as the spirit takes me with her
free and spontaneous
on the ride of my life.


Torres del Paine, 2006


The Yawn
i yawn,
surrender to a languid peace
strive not, hurry not
need not, worry not
judge not, grasp not
i yawn
and in my letting go
my spirit smiles like a care free child
and i float free
within the heart of god


Let It
let it out, let it flow, let it be, let it go


The Valley
The sun shines on a meadow
of smiling flowers and babbling brooks;
I dance through yellow daisies
And sing out loud
under a soft blue sky.

Suddenly…
the meadow plunges into valleys dark
Thunder
Shadows
Chills on my skin
The black sky swallows the sun;
cold walls of rock at my sides
squeezing me in.

Was I ever light of step?
Did I ever dance?
Fear squeezes my heart, and
Grit clogs my soul
as the valley's path twists ahead
like a thrashing snake
steep and bare
then fades into night.

An echo in my head:
the trace of a gentle voice,
"Behold the meadow in your dreams."
it whispers.
"No valley stretches for ever
but opens onto fertile plains
where birds greet the dawn
and butterflies dance in the air."

Warm colours wash through my mind
cheerful yellows and tranquil greens
and I sing again, first hesitantly, then more surely,
For now I can delight in the valley
its chills will brighten the meadow's natural glows.
its lifeless greys will deepen the warm hues;
its thunder clouds will enrich the blue skies;
its ominous silences will sweeten the singing of the birds.

I walk through the valley of shadow
and my heart feels free.
I release. Let go. Flow.
I do not rush headlong
striving in panic to grab at the light.
But follow the steep path, steadfast and true,
feeling the exquisite ice on my skin
that will melt in the sun.

The Great Mystery
will guide me through the valley
and I will return to the light
stronger and more confident
with greater room to laugh, explore, love and feel
in the knowledge that I can weather the storms
as I relish the calm.

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