So many thought provoking articles appeared this last week about the new year, new beginnings, dreams to reach for, and things to think about.
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream,
A path of plenitude opening before you.
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life’s desire.
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
This poem reminded me of a cocoon breaking open, an unfurling of new untested wings, slow, hesitant, then steady. We may have been on this same route many times before, but this time it’s going to be different. Maybe not a giant step, maybe only a small leap. Whatever the size it’s a link from past to future.
This poem was on my Facebook.
Can you make this promise to yourself? Do you dare? Read it, say it, believe it.
I love the promise. Beautifully written. I really believe in the power of words. As long as we genuinely believe in something good, in ourselves, everything should be fine.
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The poem really resonated with many people. If we could all believe even one half of The Promise, we'd be happier and give others so much happiness.
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