A great poem to start the new year: I COME TO THIS YEAR by Jonathan Fields I come to this year Awakening To the truth of life My life Equipped to see Beyond the haze Of illusion Who I am Who I am not Who I yearn to be I come to this year Questioning Whether being that person Truly holds the seeds Of more grace Or serves to distract From the possibility that Who I was meant to be Is who I’ve always been And that my path is not To become But to allow The me That has always stood Off to the side To take its seat At the table of my life I come to this year Leaning toward a path Yet mindful that The Universe Wise old soul May have plans Possibilities unforeseen That hold within them The gift of serendipity Joys undiscoverable When blinded By rote. I come to this year Accompanied by The lines of the play This life has written Indelibly inked Acutely human Unwilling, still To confine The story yet to be told To the breadth and depth Of the story already lived I come to this year With love In love Curious Filled with Possibility And hope Inviting you To come and play And live And be Lit from within I come to this year Thankful For the invitation, once again To come to this year. Won’t you come too?
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 20:16:38 +0000
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