One of the Mysteries

The
almost but
not yet abounds.

We
grow in
darkness and quiet.

Dig.
Cover with
dirt, water, sun.

Grow.
Unfold.  Stretch.
Breathe.  Howl.  Shine.

Expand
and lengthen.
Abandon yourself

to
the almost
but not yet

Published by Amy @ Generous Wisdom | Spacious Heart

Amy's work centers around the embodied experience of love's spaciousness and is grounded in brain, body, and heart-based wisdom. She teaches yoga, meditation, & writing as a way to foster tender self-love that supports empathy and compassion-driven work in the world. Check out her bio @amysecrist.com.

2 Comments

  1. cynthia says:
    April 28, 2015 at 2:36 pm

    I love the playful rhythm of this piece. The way the “almost but not ye”t bookends the poem. The notion of “abandon yourself to the almost but not yet” is wonderful. The growing metaphors are tactile and nice. I can feel the stretching. It is a fun and deep poem! Just lovely!!!!

    Reply
    1. Amy @ Love and Be Loved says:
      April 28, 2015 at 2:46 pm

      These latest have been interesting and sometimes difficult at times to piece together….funny when posting daily the poems don’t steep or sit or grow for long…. thank you for your kindness! !

      Reply

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