Friday, October 8, 2010

Day 267: This is what is real


This is what is real

Page, pen, and I
We three who sit in sacred silence
Pouring it out
Where two or three are gathered…

We three, figure it all out before you arrive
We see what we’ve did with our time and talent
We make sure it didn't go to waste
That we caught whatever was drifting by
Knowing that it may not come again

This is what is real, we say
We are a holy trinity that vowed
To write to learn what we know

This is what is real, we say
That some stories are better than others
And we sheepishly ask forgiveness
And permission to continue

Then we stop.

Full stop.

And become grateful for the gift
Because it is a gift
A sacred kindness
Bestowed
In order to share

This is what is real, we say
That we don’t need to know
How to write it or paint it
Prior to writing it or painting it
Or posting it

This is what is real, we say
That everything is a brew of love and fear
The love for the words
The relief at completion
The joy at feedback
The fear is what comes from the words
The truth that we must leap
Into the great unknowing
Knowing it could be a dumb move
Or that our big fat dream becomes
Boredom, loneliness and empty pockets

Something will come up
We must trust in this
Trusting is perhaps the hardest lesson
Trusting that it will all work out
And if it doesn’t work out
Trusting that it will end
Because time takes care of everything
And miracles happen daily
Sometimes even to us

This is what is real, we say


3 comments:

  1. Love your poem!

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  2. Because time takes care of everything ~ just lovely :)

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  3. Awesome. I love to think that miracles happening daily is real.

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