If we open ourselves enough to let it all in,
it soon becomes obvious that there is more
than we can ever hope to bear, even if
we have done yoga, eaten properly,
or fallen in love – especially
if we are in love.
It’s all too much to try and grasp,
and so we learn to release it, we learn
to let it flow through us, until there is only
this one immensity with no demarcation
which separates where we leave off
and everything else begins.
After the long rains, I walk out the door
into the shock of a freshly cleansed sky,
so brilliant it makes me gasp, aaahh,
it takes my breath away.
The morning shadows cast by the tall pines
are crouching like playful children
trying to muffle their giggles in a game
of Hide ‘n Seek, as they wait to be discovered
by the searching rays of the ascending sun.
Electric shivers course through my body —
I feel like I want to laugh and cry
because somehow I am alive,
I don’t know how, but I love it!
Some holy preachers say I should rather
prefer suffering, it has much more to teach,
but I’m learning all I need to know,
just standing here in place.