This poem emerged as I was waking up the other morning. It was born in that place between sleep and wakefulness – words tapping themselves into being on my computer keyboard.
As I reread the words, they are exactly what I want to say to family members and dear friends; neighbors and coworkers; classmates and students; teachers and guides. They are the promise I want to make to strangers and loved ones.
They are the words I will speak, looking into my own eyes in the mirror. I invite you to do the same.
Now, in deep gratitude, I speak them to you.
EACH ONE A LIVING DANCE
I will not hold you in a static form:
for you are a brilliant dance of energy, shifting and changing in each second,
becoming more than any imagination can hold.
I will not lock you into my “knowing:”
for that is just my limited mind
reassuring itself through the ability to categorize and find familiar patterns.
I will not confine you in terms and descriptions:
for they speak of the past and of the surface,
missing the eternity of your being,
and the constant transformation in all things.
I will open to your becoming.
Only your own soul knows your road,
for it alone recognizes the dream
which invited you here in the beginning.
I will embrace the mystery of your unfolding.
No other will ever carry this dance of
emerging, expressing and releasing
for it is your unique gift.
I will listen to the song of your creation.
It alone reflects the riches of your being,
singing out in vibration: color as well as pitch, to birth the dawning of a new day.