Becoming is
allowing the body to be a verb
to keep going
allowing everything to
flow and change
the way the earth does
to not only notice
shifts and swells
arising over time and space
but to touch them
allow them to be touched.
Bend and place your fingertips on the earth
your whole hand.
Do you feel that?
the pulsing.
Rise and place your palm on your chest
your whole heart.
Do you feel it?
the expanding and
contracting
the rhythm
and
rhythms.
Every moment becoming
ocean waves rising crashing sinking rising
flames flickering flashing smoldering flickering
wind pushing gusting blowing fading
every moment
new
and death too.


Love the poem Becoming!
Thanks
Pat