Life So Real ~ Poetry: March 2011

Sunday, March 13, 2011

just standing

standing in the light of your love
just standing
resisting the urge to reach out and grasp hold

standing in the light of your love
just standing
releasing the need to control

standing in the light of your love
just standing
accepting the chaos of feelings and thoughts

standing in the light of your love
just standing
allowing the fears to consume and dissolve

standing in the light of your love
just standing
feeling the pull of your heart on mine

standing in the light of your love
just standing
receiving the moment you reach for me

the journey of poetry

"...a spiritual journey is a lot like a poem. You don't merely recite a poem or analyze it intellectually. You dance it, sing it, cry it, feel it on your skin and in your bones. You move with it and feel its caress. It falls on you like a teardrop or wraps around you like a smile. It lives in the heart and the body as well as the spirit and the head."

Sue Monk Kidd
When the Heart Waits

the journey of words...

sometimes they come as a gift; the words flowing into my mind at odd moments and i'm forced to repeat them over and over until i can quickly write them down on scraps of paper. it's like they're so excited to be discovered that they write themselves and i am just the vessel through which they become manifest...

and other times it's like a game of hide and seek. they give me a clue, an idea, but the harder i try to find them, the more they elude me. they want to be found, but they enjoy the game. and so i wait patiently, catching glimpses of them here and there. Until one day, maybe weeks or months later, they are comfortable enough to come out of hiding, finding the perfect moment to create themselves...