The One in Two

 

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there is this mind –
this uncertainty over
where to place the gaze,
which step to take
and in what direction
(for me, it is the ever-pull
between the
gilded rise of east
and the heavenly
dusky skies of west)
 
a feeling of being torn –
leaping through
this portal
means so much left
behind, left unsaid
and undone,
so that the life and
blood of where we are
here, now, becomes
a space of absence
 
so here we stand –
and we have a choice,
we can have more
than one view and
our imagination
can fly every which way,
but we can choose
to lift the filter, and
not see two, but live
and love the One.
 
– TS
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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

In a World …

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in a world of running

I would like to walk

in a world of noise

i would like to be silent

in a world that idolizes progress

i would like to embrace process

in a world of straight lines

i would like to find all the curves

in a world of great heights

i would like to lie close to the earth

in a world of here and now

i would like to be the cosmos

in a world of anger

i would like to find peace

in a world of conflict

i would like to find unity

in a world that’s a stage

i would like to find truth

in a world run by fear

i would like to burst with courage

in a world running to grey

i would like to live all the colours

in a world with too much hatred

i would like us to bask in love’s glow – TS

 

The Unity of Seeing and Hearing

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i can’t always see it,
the array, the splendor,
for the thoughts that
wrap me in a bubble
of my own making,
for the worries that
know well how to make
clouds of a clear world.
 
i can’t always hear it
the melodious song
for the sound of my
own voice casting
sure things into doubt,
for the loud clap of
negativity i have not
learned to keep at bay.
 
but it is here.
it is always here around
me, and inside me,
a wrapping of sweet,
sweet senses
and i am here with
all of this, with the
pure notion of unity. – TS

Sutra

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Lately I sew
sometimes with regard
and sometimes less so
for the materials
I have chosen
The thread,
and how we
use this word
in reference to
beautiful connection
The thread between us
the woven tapestries
of our diversity and
our communion
a link unsevered
The Sutras
wisdom passed down
centuries deep to enlighten,
the thread pearls of logic
we hope will keep peace
Sometimes I love
to think that with each
stitch I am also the thread
as my grandmother once was
and how many gorgeous others
And that we
are not only making and creating
but also sharing in a way
of Being, together, pure, so strong
that our unity can never be undone. – TS