The Way

A rabbit’s munching clover, ears alert.
The weeds have spread to cover all the dirt.
Deep in the dark, tears trickled down my cheek.
I embraced sorrow, these feelings I seek.
No longer moody, filled with angst, these days
I step into the flow and ride the waves.
And when they’ve passed, I find I liberate
what I construed as iron bars, a cage
of my own creation, limitations
I erected, never suspected. Gates
open only in the now. This is how
new earth emerges, living in the tao.

Inspired by: Easygoing, Moody, Liberate and Construe.

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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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