musings and meditations

he wrote his first poem for me

and gave it to me

today

“it has a sad bit in it”

he warned

I love that he wrote

of his love and his pain

I love that his words

are grounded in Truth

how quick am I

to forget my Self

when Love comes to call

loving an other

is the experience

of loving All

triggers

fears aroused

in my body

in my nerves

I honour

the intent

To keep me safe

but I relinquish

the need

these days I prefer

to be

open

the fear of a little girl

who was not reassured

I feel sad for her

as I write

I hold her close

“it’s going to be

all right”

holding

a smooth round stone

cool to the touch

soothes me

sweet calm bliss

when I touch this

all I see is Love

what a wonderous surprise

to open my curtains

to the sun rising

in a clear blue sky

I feel

as though

i’m not quite here

or there

in between

states

and stages

levels

and dimensions

for ever on the cusp

of a new paradigm