If you can’t leap
Be an apprentice of the years.
Sometimes breathing is in the
spinning as the still world passes.
It not the heavens that matter
but how you soar through them.
Teach your broken spirit
how to navigate landmines.
Remember that yesterday is just as
relentless as tomorrow.
Your griefs and sorrows are not
the worst of griefs and sorrows.
Find hope in pain. The new pain,
the old pains that returns.
Teach your heart to be sensitive
to the music of your bones.
Don’t be afraid to tear your
skin away and begin again.
Don’t become immune to
Listen to your nude soul’s intuition
Let your mind await instruction.
Don’t concern yourself with the
Use your talents, the seeding
of grain to nurture survival.
You are the boat, the canopy,
the light, the decree.
Remember the eternal…
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