POETRY
Living expressions of inner work. Offered as a glimpse of the process towards radical self-acceptance, healing, and growth.
Complementing The Future
By complementing the future
She crafted the present.
Her words revealing a truth
Others couldn’t yet see.
Not for lack of trying,
But because she hadn’t yet spoken.
The truth was merely a dream,
Waiting for her birth it into reality.
Now here, its eternal nature is manifest.
The future, now present, informs the past,
And thus, her words were true before she ever spoke them.
This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken
There Is No Rush
There is no rush,
You are already there.
It is all around you.
It is in the moment,
And it is the moment.
There is nothing to be done,
And no one to do it.
No words spoken.
No rituals performed.
No sins cleansed.
Just an opening,
Just a realisation,
Just an acceptance.
Of silence,
Of the present,
Of reality.
As it is,
For what it is.
There is no rush,
You are already there.
It is all around you.
It is in the moment,
And it is the moment.
There is nothing to be done,
And no one to do it.
No words spoken.
No rituals performed.
No sins cleansed.
Just an opening,
Just a realisation,
Just an acceptance.
Of silence,
Of the present,
Of reality.
As it is,
For what it is.
This poem is from the book Reflections of the Self, The Poetry, Insights, and Wisdom Of Silence