The Fragile Day of Being

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The stillness of the clouds
On this silver, dewy morning
Betray the truth I try to grasp,
That I won’t always be here,
We won’t always have the chance
To do what has been calling, persistent,
Pulling at our tender,
Yearning unstill hearts.
I fix my eyes on the clouds’ loose edges,
Willing them to change,
to blur into today’s new sky,
Or break away into new formations,
Remembering childhood mornings on the grass
When we’d look up at the tufts of white
And imagine a new, festive cosmos
Of our own making and desires.
This was when
We were going to grow old together,
When there was no thought of not forever.
My body has not turned on me yet,
My mind still arrows in all the directions,
My heart pulses wild with aches and hope.
Life presents itself through and in me
With a vitality I have everything
To be thankful for, and try to honour
With my whole being.
Yet you are not here,
And my understanding will
One day grow dim,
As I continue to dwell in fear
Of everything that will slip away,
Like the fishing boat vanishing downstream,
And the cloud, that, as I look anew,
Might never have existed at all.
 
– TS

Life is Me

 

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We are not here to hide
behind the veil of our fears,
glimpsing out into the world
as though it is not always
running wildly within us,
as though we are not
part of the bright evolution

We are not here to be
more faint, muted or faded
than the world we balk from
as though we need to be smaller,
or for our actions be less brave
than the the bold expressions
that stir our souls everyday

We are here to sing like the opera
that glitters under our skin,
to dance to the rhythmic cadences
that spring from Earth’s core,
to sculpt our bodies like gold and
feel it rise through us like fire:
This life is ours to claim!

– TS

For this Life (Gratitude)

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Bound by the earth and stars
Which is to say, alighted by the
Offering of full freedom
 
I walk along the shore
Guided by the soft and roaring
Motion of the ocean’s waves
 
I turn inward to find
What’s true, I blossom out
In turn, under moon’s wisdom
 
I wade through fields, awed
By the creatures I find there,
All this life generating life
 
I fall to the ground, wondrous,
Free, amazed by my presence
In all of this, my part to play,
 
As gratitude, not for the first time,
Fills me, and I vow: I will soak it in,
Lap it up, make use of precious time.
 
– TS

Today, The Ocean and Sky

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sometimes
i wonder if
the bottom of
the ocean floor
is a reflection
of the true
contents of
the sky,
the dazzling
totality,
the jewels,
pristine light
and glittering
shade of all
that life,
and that
the sky,
as though
aware of
our need for
a reprieve from
feeling and
knowing
too much,
covers the
glistening
bounty of
all that is,
to give us
the mood
and shade
we can
abide by
just for
today. – TS

You are Protected.

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You are blessed.
You are protected.
This is a big world,
a large space
to roam in
get lost in,
but the world in
your heart is of
near-inconceivable
proportion.
You will find it
mirrored in the
most unlikely
of places.
But you will always
find it,
your enormous
heart
writ large,
small and
magical,
etched across
lands. – TS

The Life of Flowers and Trees

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The flowers cluster together,
carpeting the fields with
their vivacity and sprinkling
their life force across the plains,
peppering the world like smiles
bobbing back and forth in the breeze,
catching the sun and radiating
joy and light from deep within.
 
Asking nothing of each other,
living the truth of generosity.
 
As the trees do, in the
magic forests of the continents,
towering forces in themselves,
stronger still in unison,
and we know they are talking
to each other, sending signals
needed for survival and health, but
more than that, in an astonishing
feat of grace, the lifeline of
happiness that feeds the world.
 
Elegant, refined, aware,
Carrying messages from sky
to earth and back again
In purity of being
 
Asking nothing of each other,
leaving their legacy of abundance
for us all to embrace. – TS