just sitting with
who you are
as you are
constant mountain
movement, distant
brother star
toss of coin
into golden
sun pool
placate timid tiger
with song of
being you
somewhere in the chaos and the calm, may you find your Self in all of your splendor
some may deny
they are good inside
or that pain is there
-- in our hearts, both reside
"I hurt; I am good"
two grand admissions
when taking a look
hold them both in cognizance
how can that be?
don't they cancel each other?
yet bright as plain day
we are grand and we suffer
create equal space
for sacredness and affliction
for wonder and awe
at life's truths conflicting