Thursday, June 24, 2021

Poem: There is a Flow


There is a flow

That wants to pour through you

Like a drinking glass

Filling with liquid.

Don’t block the channel

Your arms crossed

Every muscle tensed

In defense against.

Rest. 

Unwind the bind. 

Align.

Upturn your palms

In a gesture 

of perfect surrender

And receive

Like dawn’s early dew

The soft yellow flow

That wants only

For you to know

Your own wholeness.  


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