Leaving the sound of rustled movement
and as the wind passes through
It leaves behind a stillness
As this ebb and flow of movement to stillness
Ignites the cycles of life in all its seasons weathers and forms
And through this cycle ignites the cycles in me
Making me aware of what is
As moments fleet to other moments
As Emotions pass through this body of mine
Leaving the sounds of pain, sadness, joy, and love
As these emotions pass through me
Afterwards, it leaves behind a stillness
Only to awaken if I choose to see
Bringing in the stillness to all the emotions that lie in me
The ebb and flow of life moving through me
Returning to consciousness again and again
Being moved with my emotions
Returning to that place inside me
That is still, soft, awake
Where the emptiness of words allows me to experience
What IS
Wishing for the crystallization of this place in me
Being- the anchor
To all of life in me
All its movements
So that it flows like a dance
Like the leaves in wind
Moving and returning
And the being carrying the space for all its movements
Whenever we feel the being and air again.
Received by Stephanie Sarasvati
Synopsis: In my own self evolution, it resonates in my being that life carries all its fragrances, some bitter some sweet. My life's aim is to return over and over again to that place that is my own presence. I practice in my own life - trials and tribulations - how to return to that place - to eventually being able to contain all the weathers of my human existence - so that I may live and love and BE with them all - in consciousness - in presence. This is my Aim.
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