Silent Reverence

I began to have

a different relationship

with my experiences.

They had become

precious pieces

within a deeper flow,

a way to listen

to life

that led most gently

back to the silent

reverence

within my own

untamed heart.

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The Most Tender Place

I held on

to a tiny whisper

from my heart

and the smallest bit

of silent space.

I had tried

all other ways

and sensed the time

had come to risk

all that was left

and let go of my mind’s

idea of how

this thing should go.

Anyway, that tiny whisper

couldn’t be ignored

much longer.

The way

to a new place

was through

all I didn’t know —

the most tender place,

this place of

in-between.

A Little Lighter

I found life

continued to unfold —

each of us

doing our best

to listen

to our own quiet prayer,

getting lost

and returning

again and again

to silence.

I found it a bit

humorous

after a while —

all the trying

to understand and

interpret.

And so I continued on

as a part of

the mystery —

a little lighter —

participating without ever

leaving the space

within my deepest heart

and just below

the surface.