Retreat and renew
Re-enter into life
And every day
Each moment
Here and now
The rivers flow
As wind and rain
Brooks to oceans
Sun sets and rises
Again next morning
After shooting stars
And rainbow colors
The sky full of lights
So crisp and so clear
Aquarius with Cetus
Wish all may be well
And happy at heart
Refuge is the divine
The harmony of life
In loving company
Peaceful silence
So many friends
And bumblebees
With little wings
And room for all
To come and go
Hello good bye!
“Beatenberg Buddha bounce” — returning to & from silence
“These are not my words” by Rachel Holstead
These are not my words,
any more than that is my sunlight
or this is my air.
But that is you
really breathing there,
deep rasping breaths,
as if you are reaching to
the bottom of your lungs
and clearing them out.
And that is your body
speaking itself,
unlike yesterday
when, light in dreams,
you danced and smiled,
your mind spinning
and turning in sleep.
And when the thought
‘you are not yourself’
comes into my mind,
I take a pen
and draw the lines of your face
just as they are
and draw them again
when you move
and again a moment later.
And somehow,
this anchors both of us
in the moments as they pass.
And thoughts of ‘you’ and ‘me’
are no longer important.
There is just the moment
and how it is.
Renew and retreat — a trio of humpbacks
