The Time Is Now

The calendar of days marching
you lockstep,
triumphal arch
built by minutes–you’re stuck in it–
you schlep,
guided by those ticking hands,
a creature clocked
in some belated way
you understand.

I’m asking you to sit
outside of time
I invoke the higher powers
dazzle you with rhyme
that doesn’t fit
into the scheme
yet flourishes inside
your vivid dreams.

This address we inhabit
our unique code
is as flexible as agate
–say it isn’t so,
say that a stone
holds clear and deep
in a way we can’t perceive
much less believe.
Much like the trees or
any other matter
that bes.

With just one word, we stop short.
It jars us
from the normal retort.
We open now,
where we’re contracted
frightened by the ones
we call bad actors.
Expanding here
our breath the start
allowing what emerges
heart to heart.

Inspired by: Invoke, Address, Flourish and Belated. And that bright full moon this morning (12/12) at 12:12 (which led me to think about all the constraints of time!) And a magical conversation with Erin Heart Woman.


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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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