“I walked backwards, against time
and that’s where I caught the moon
singing at me.
I steeped downwards into my seat
and that’s where I caught freedom
waiting for me like a lilac.
I ended thought, and I ended story.
I stopped designing, and arguing, and
sculpting a happy life.
I didn’t die. I didn’t turn to dust.
Instead I chopped vegetables,
and made a calm lake inside me
where the water was clear and sourced and still.
And when the ones I love came to it,
I had something to give them, and
it offered them a soft road out of pain.
I became beloved.
And I came to know that this was it.
The quiet power.
I could give something mighty, lasting,
that stopped the wheels of chaos,
by tending to the river inside,
keeping the water rich and deep
keeping a bench for you to visit.”
~Tara Sophia Mohr from Your Other Names: Poems by Tara Sophia Mohr
this is so beautiful, it gives me gooseflesh, the truth of it…
We can not transmit what we do not have. We must make sure our own house is in order. I can TOTALLY relate. Thank u for the reminder to do the work.
Wonderful, thank you.
It made me cry.
Breath-taking…thank you for your foray into the deep!!!