The Place of Mystery and Awe

Go to the place

Of mystery and awe.

Place of void,

Beginning and end

It all exists,

illusory of all.

 

See the unknown,

See the known.

Same or opposite,

Mystery remains.

Thoughts come and go,

Ebb and flow.

Which do we hold?

Which to let go?

Let go of everything,

Hold onto all there is.

Makes no difference,

Choosing is left unto you.

 

Go to the place

Of mystery and awe.

Place of void,

Beginning and end

It all exists,

illusory of all.

Ani Po

Everything Given as a Gift

Hands in dirt,
Returning to mother.
Digging,
Turning,
Spreading earth amid the Canvas.
Trees speak,
Wind calls name,
Whispers guidance,
To the same.
Flowers for this,
Moss for that,
Everything given as a gift.
Healing with her aide,
I am dirty,
I am cleansed.