Life looms in layers,
alternating joys and sadness
with the futility and purposeful intention
of a life well lived.
I do not claim to see the whole picture yet:
my time to reach higher heights
hasn’t arrived.
I simply watch
and feel
the lightness of being
in the moment;
minute after minute,
hour after hour,
accumulating as impending,
moving images on a film
of a life—I hope—worth living.
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Like eyes that shield the sun our minds too have blocked the awareness of our shared truth.. Yet as the sun sets and allows us to gaze at it .. The turbulence of our native heart will too.. As it does we will be aware of even what we will see as fading importance.
Thanks for sharing!
I love the reference to life in layers. We so often think only in duality, but layers allow us to unfold as does the flower, forgetting and remembering. Thank you for this beautiful addition to my consciousness.
Blessings,
Sherry
I am glad you liked the poem. Thank you for taking the time to write a comment.
Blessings,
Yol