Aging
I find the fewer words I say
the more room there is to speak
the less I struggle
to change the world
the more freedom I have to act
the fewer breaths I take today
the more remain for tomorrow
the less I work to be
who I want to be
the more I can be who I am
a new person rises every morning
I check to see if it’s me
Yesterday was a gift
all of it
the breathing at three am
the space in between
today is a gift
all of it
sun through the trees
sparkling light on the blue waters
tomorrow is a gift
all of it
I found the voice
of my need
but it doesn’t come
in words
The interesting part of cliff jumping
is definitely not the landing
there is no perfect colour
for passing swiftly through
the downward rushing air
turning around and around
will press the lack of reality
deeply into your twirling eyeballs
I have been gambling
that the temperature for transforming
butterfly like
from the steaming heat of ignorance
is reached just before the moment
of impact
I have allowed fear
to control my life
out of love
and an inexplicable need.
The fear is not all mine
or all hers or yours.
It is the love that sustains
everything.
So we make this journey
together
my love and fear
towards our destination
where we will separate
into love
which is all there is
The news of the world
is carried on the legs
of very small mice
they can move quickly
and quietly
but only so much can be carried
on those tiny legs
Sitting very still
to hear the whistling
of the trains of eternity
may be the most
meaningful thing I do
daninmaya 