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Wednesday, January 18, 2012

From Spinning to Knowing

It used to feel that the busy-ness of life  
set my world to spinning and blurring, 
a whirlwind threatening to evict me.
Fearing what might lie ahead, 
I would grab hold of the trunk 
of a stout oak tree. 


I'd feel my feet rise up as I'm blown sideways, 
clinging like a human flag, 
whipping in my own erratic thoughts
and wind-charged days.


Sure that if I just let go,
I took the chance of being
slung away into the clouds, from the earth so far,
shooting through the light, then dark of space, 
whacking and ricocheting against the stars.


But now, I accept with faith that I am instead 
the soft leaf quivering on my branch, 
proud of my green and the life forces flowing,
staying put for a while, with the sun on my face, 
and the sustenance of the roots 
filling me here with knowing.


Until the dry snap, and
my journey is on, setting me free 
to float on the current of air, 
love's purpose found in me.


And now joining so many others
all strongest sisters and bravest brothers.
I settle into the mound with them
where we can feel earth's tug and see 
that it's our time for a change, 
to ensure our rebirth 
into the roots of our tree.

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