I have lost count the times I blew out my own candle,
to hide in the dark, to keep myself unseen.
But I did not know there were such lovely souls,
the seekers,
who found people like me
And let us be without criticizing.
Kindly,
Lovingly,
Softly they lit the way out,
Not a light to blinding nor a noise to frightening,
Allowing us time and space to
Re-emerge at our own pace,
In our own time.
I am ever grateful.
The sun rose gently today,
I am thankful for that.
Giving my eyes time to adjust;
Delicate light
Touches stone
And cactus.
Life around me
Stretches and yawns at once.
The birds join in
As they announce the arrival of day once again,
Happily
In synch with the natural rhythms of life.
The sun has peaked the horizon
And now burns my eyes.
For this I am grateful as well,
To set myself free of yesterdays burdens
And confusion
With breath and light,
For this is the world
Right in front of me.
And he is doing it again,
Recreating
This enlivening within me.
Dissolving.
Peeling petals back one by one.
I try to hold it down,
Keep suppressing
The fluttering inside.
I close my eyes;
I sense
Him checking my pulse;
His fingers upon my
Wrist;
His
Ear upon my chest.
Feeling,
Listening
To see if i am still here
And i am grateful.
Chole Into Diamonds 