Rendering
When you thought you had arrived
finally
at the clear-eyed acceptance
of loss,
a breeze rocks the heavy
fruit,
and quivering,
you remain.
But even in fear you are
marvelous,
bursting with light,
holding a perfect reflection
of the world that holds you
and yet,
still,
you remain.
Let the wind blow,
for you travel always within a generous
storm, unwinding as the
universe
within you.
Each spinning bond shivers with light,
the same that holds planets
and forests
and particles,
soaking all things in a ruthless
and inescapable
love.
When you see yourself fall as
this fractaling shower,
an unfolding world complete —
release
renders
reunion —
and as you
let go,
you remain.
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