Shine Light on the World

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Life floods itself with life
but this is no drowning;
life will not be submerged.
 
The abundance can be
so difficult to grasp,
the infinite regeneration,
 
The peeking out from
winter’s dusky deep,
when from quiet readying,
 
From having burrowed
far, far down in the
ground of reckoning,
 
A budding into where
time dwells, governed by
phases of sun and moon,
 
And here it is again,
the thresholds surpassed,
the bounty pouring forth,
 
And it is as large as
dense forest trees
tumbling onto the road,
 
As magnanimous as
a mountain range hosting
the play of serpentine clouds,
 
As redemptive as grass
growing through the concrete,
going on and on and on,
 
And it is as small as
a cosmos being born
in the heart of one flower
 
The sacred lotus teaching:
how from murky depths, we
can shine light on the world. – TS

Woman, I hear You

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I hear you
I hear the tremors
of uncertainty stirring within you
i hear the terrors
that keep you up at night
i hear the lullabies
you sing to your restless children
long after their bedtime
I hear the spaces between
the beats of your aching heart
I also hear the spaces between
the beats of your twirling, dancing heart
I hear the echos of
all you have given to this world
I hear the squashing down
of your need and desire to receive
I hear the song that
escapes your lips when
you feel you need to be silent
I hear the whip of air as you
reach your arm out to your sisters
I hear the twist and squeeze
as you pull yourself in all the directions
I hear the questions
unasked and unanswered
I hear your hopes
for a new world order
I hear the sounds of the wild
as you lay yourself bare in the moonlight
I hear the time that is coming
I hear your power
I hear your readiness
I hear your love – TS

 

The Heart of Us

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Our hearts might
have gone to
the moon and back
 
Danced in the light
and free forming
weaves of space,
 
Tied their strings
around the fiery
light of the stars
 
In hopes of some
gentle guidance back
on savage lands,
 
Where dreams that
so scent the night
give way, cruelly even,
 
To what the morning
brings, and we lose
time, even, for shadows.
 
Yet all the while it’s
going on, this tapestry
that is our home,
 
The butterflies teaching
us about fragility and
change at the very
 
Tip of our noses,
the birds that rest and
land and take formation.
 
The trees, always the
trees, with the rocks and
the slippery slopes of moss,
 
And they are not secrets,
even as roots grow inch
by inch below the ground,
 
Reaching our for each other
To make sure each one
is fed, nourished, whole.
 
They are not secrets. They
are the gem inside the fruit,
waiting and regenerative.
 
Doesn’t it sound like our
hearts, beating inside of us,
wherever we go? – TS

Follow the Sun

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Follow the Sun,
whose guidance
never wavers,
is not inflicted with
doubt or hesitation.
 
The days are strong,
our time for growth,
action and movement
that is spirited
and wild and free.
 
Follow the sun
and you will find
your way to the Moon,
where you can
rest, and listen.
 
Under moon’s soft eye,
let it all go, allow
her light to enter
your being, become
your inner light. – TS

Gazing the Shadow

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sometimes we wonder
about the shadows
 
the carelessness and
the whimsy of their reign
 
the way they cast a pall
of darkness yet move
 
so freely, appearing to dance
as they vibrate free of gravity’s
 
constraints, hardly tethered,
at all, to the plodding weight
 
of us, who birth the shadow long.
sometimes i want to free myself
 
of me, to freeze spacetime and
shed my contours, flatten and expand
 
as i lie down, right on top of my
shadow, no longer burdened with
 
the pulses and streams and biology
that catch in the light just so, and be
 
naked, and be with all that brilliant
sun without getting seared, and be
 
with the darkness without the fear,
and soak it up for holy reckoning
 
our shadows don’t need a chance
to play, but they do. may we dance
 
with our shadows, learn from their
lightness just how free we can be
 
when we enter the darkness
and truly learn how to see. – TS

Our World New Again

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We have been here before,
haven’t we?
 
It tugs at the soul,
Draws me straight in
 
And I gaze for so long,
contemplating all this before me
 
The parts I can make out
from the hidden corners of heart
 
And those awash in mystery,
beguiling, welcoming me anyway,
 
So that I feel at home
Even in my uncertainty
 
Knowing I can close my eyes,
And find what I’ve been seeking. – TS