Fleeting Joy
Drops of dew on leaves
in the warm morning sun
the green, yellow, purple of my potted plants
I'm standing still rooted to the earth
watching you, scanning you
feeling that you're sensing me, scrutinizing me too
slowly but definitely
touch me, touch my soul again, mesmerize me
let me flow with you in the stream of life
I can feel you if I make the effort, if I pause, if I be
your life in my arteries, in my veins, throbbing, pulsating
your beingness, my beingness, our oneness
your cells slowly dividing multiplying
much slower than the beating of my heart
but living definitely in actuality
oh joy, fleeting but but genuinely enriching my soul
I want to savour your every particle in this moment
an instant so dense so penetratingly soothing
when I am completely still
Oh beloved benevolent Universe
your magic immeasurably
I'm floating or am I drowning?
in the ether of timelessness
experiencing the moment, this very very instant
completely in the now
instant by instant, this moment
like the slow tapping of the rain on my roof
or the rumbling s of thunder
or the explosion of lightning
splitting and scattering air molecules
Gently lay my head on my dozing cat's tummy
slow movement up and down, warmth
the ecstasy, the comfort, the healing rhythm
the purring of my fur baby.
Dear Lord
I am struggling, grappling, scrambling
to lift the veil of my egoic identities
layers and layers of them sticking to me
please let me be, just be, totally be
living mindfully, presently, always here
as still as I can be
surrendering to you with joy in my heart
and free of endless worries.
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