Do Not Be Afraid

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Breathe in peace.
Breathe out peace.
 
I do not know where
the breath comes from,
nor where it goes.
 
I do not know
how the words arise,
nor where they land.
 
A lifetime spent learning
is no preparation
for the journey of knowing.
 
Sometimes I fall
under the weight of words,
the vehicle of my lessons,
 
Their ability to
sear right through me
as though they had weight.
 
What am I afraid of?
That beyond the words,
A gate is ready to fly open?
 
That back through
the layers of spacetime
lies an origin of purity?
 
Why are we so afraid
of what is pure and benevolent,
and always open to us?
 
Breathe peace in and out.
Rest in stillness
so as to watch fear go. – TS

Above and Below

I only have five words today, but they are important ones! There is always what we see, have and experience right before us, and there is the great, wide, vast universe out there to cushion us, to permeate through our experiences and inject life and energy into them. We can only start where we are, but we can also strive to see, experience, understand more … with JOY!

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Our Land, Our Home

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the land we bow
before in reverence
 
covered up as it is,
now, by things human-
 
made, our efforts, our
sweat over centuries,
 
to better our chances,
to strive for golden
 
opportunity, but what
is it we have been
 
piling up, layer by
layer, on top of the
 
warmest, purest gold
we could know? the
 
land beneath, ever-
churning, moving,
 
breathing from deep
within, where the
 
wells of wisdom are.
may our human
 
endeavors be always
in service of the land,
 
our true home, she of
fire, earth, water, air. – TS

The Essence of Things.

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I am the bamboo leaves
Shuddering under the weight of rain
In a cold windless sky.
I am the wind
Flown across the ocean,
Rootless and unearthed,
Hovering around the bones of things.
I am the pane of glass,
Human-made, heavy and obtuse,
On both sides of every place
Creating distance even
In invisbility.
I am a woman, here,
Looking out the window
Memory of past rains
On my skin
Forgetting to know the how of
The patterns of shapes,
And the essence
Of things.