The Sunflower

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I would like to bring
my soft-hearted eye
to the great sunflower,
that lion and lioness,
each one of which
forms a cosmos,
its ring of life inside
harboring infinite pathways
outward from
source we seek,
its bright yellow invitation
to come closer,
to travel beyond
the velveteen mane
of petals,
to land on the sacred
cushion within,
but just as I am readying
to fly,
my soft-hearted eye
finds another,
and now there are two,
and I don’t know
which way to go,
and if I close my eyes,
I fear annihilation
before destination,
dissolution before union,
fear itself before love.
Then, a voice of power
speaks from within:
this is your journey,
and you can always re-frame.
And so I try: not to isolate,
or close off my view,
but to widen it all,
until it is One.

The River

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I know but do not know the river.
I try to search its depths in the fog,
To find myself in its grey expanse
Like I’ve done so many times before,
Like I’ve come here, in the end, to do,
But the day is thick, impenetrable.
The only movement is the current,
Strong, taking the river away from me,
Reminding me it’s never been mine
In the way I thought I so badly needed.
The sea of clouds, above, is shifting too,
Though the rain promises, for now, to stay.
The river knows but does not know me.
I see in its strong eastward current
My own trajectory, which brings us close,
And so here there is understanding.
There is an essence to the pull of our lives.
Yet there’s a dissolution only the river knows,
As I do not yet flow like it does, mutable, strong,
Ready to take form or spread its reach.
But in my efforts to open, the river is there,
If only to witness my eventual unbecoming,
As I witness and welcome the waters within me,
And we continue to know and not know.
– TS

Our Essential True

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the creek receding into the heart of the jungle / the hydrangea telling of the coming rain / and there is no receding / and this blue / so rarely found among nature’s offerings / is already here / as we wait / even as we’ve lapsed in our believing / for our belief / does not give us all we have / (we are all that we have and all that we have is us) / but gives us the blood of hope / the still rock of our essential self

– TS

Who We Are

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the breath that knows no breath
the step that knows not it treads
the shadow unaware of the dark
the growth that sees not its rise
 
the sun that does not light itself
the moon free of her revolutions
the earth that has not a home
the sky that fears not its falling
 
until i can take you to this place
where we are untethered and free
i stand with you, hold your hand
i honour who you are, who i am. – TS