15 October 2016

Truest Payment






















I♦I


When obscuring clouds pass on
revealing the stainless sky
my payment has arrived
long before another poem
lands here.


This play at pretending
to be
someone
or pretending these words
were ever mine
I was going to say,
fell away yesterday
but remembering falls too
like sunlight
along outstretched branches
to dance with leaf shadow
below.


How do you remember
who you are.

Do you need for anything
to be different
or other than it is
right now.


Or do your thoughts
have wings
like the wide wingspan
of forgiveness
holding aloft
the canopy of the heart
to show meetings with others
already at ease within,
each offering their own flavor
added to the taste
of your own.


Do you trust yourself
enough
to honor all
of who you are.

I♦I

Before this poem passes
like another breath
at one with simply being
what else can I offer today..


Perhaps this next breath
as close to me
as your breath is
to you right now


a breath with a life
that passes with each day
like yours


a breath
at ease
with having a life,
like yours


breath that moves
with the life
I am


the breath of life
that moves
in the life
of all.


I♦I

~ChandaliPoetStory 2016





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