grid & flow
THE SEA IN YOU
When I wake under the moon,
I do not know who I have become unless
I move closer to you, obeying the give and take
of the earth as it breathes the slender length
of your body, so that in breathing with the tide
that breathes in you, and moving with you
as you come and go, and following you, half in light
and half in dark, I feel the first firm edge of my floating palm
touch and then trace the pale light of your shoulder
to the faint, moon-lit shadow of your smooth cheek,
and drawing my finger through the pearl water of your skin,
I sense the breath on your lips touch and then warm
the finest, furthest, most unknown edge of my sense of self,
so that I come to you under the moon
as if I had swum under the deepest arch of the ocean,
to find you living where no one could possibly live,
and to feel you breathing, where no one could
possibly breathe, and I touch your skin as I would
touch a pale whispering spirit of the tides that my arms
try to hold with the wrong kind of strength and my lips
try to speak with the wrong kind of love and I follow
you through the ocean night listening for your breath
in my helpless calling to love you as I should, and I lie
next to you in your sleep as I would next to the sea,
overwhelmed by the rest that arrives in me and by the weight
that is taken from me and what, by morning,
is left on the shore of my waking joy.
That to every part
there is a counterpart
the polarity is the great gift
Also the great curse
The friction keeps us learning
else we die, even as we live.
Gravity keeps on earth
Anti-gravity surrounds us a few miles above
without both we would not exist.
Trees breathe carbon in
We do the opposite.
The sun and moon
are in the perfect spots for us to survive.
We fight change,
though it is the one thing
that truly allows us to become.
We want to have answers –
We want to KNOW
Yet the great mystery of life is letting the mystery be greater than us
while inhaling the small parts we can comprehend
and using them to create good with our part.
seeing new every day.
Within the darkness
We find the light.
With letting go of the other
We finally own our oneness.
Within the deepest sorrow
We release ourselves
for our most complete joy.
When we give ourselves empty
we receive back waves of abundance and are filled fresh.
We want what glitters,
but find the best gifts
are always on the bottom shelf,
sometimes a little dusty from not being used.
Each and every day, in order to find our way into the unlimited potential of our highest self
we must first commit to our holy and unique calling,
our own glorious belovedness.
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