The Free Fall ~ by Helen Zingarella

Oh dearest Life
may I be clay in your hands
responsible for only this:
To come back to rest in the Heart.

Trillions of times I reached out
trying to hold myself at any of your gifts
but you are moving Shakti!
Constantly moving…
Sand between my fingers.

You take away all hopes my mind can invent
shatter them with Love
and mind trembles before these uncertainties
begging for the land of the dead
where nothing moves
and calcified statues tell lies
about being rocks to hold onto.

But you know better Ma you know…
That there is only this one way:
To freefall
Into the vastness of the Heart
Where peaceful knowing lays
The one unmovable safe harbor
of resting in Shivas arms.

Jai Guru Dev

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Evolutionary Counsellor facilitator and guide on a spiritual path. Craftsman in wood, creative writer, environmentalist & change agent. This blog is my way of promoting my skills, ideas, concerns for the planet, creative work, spiritual searches and philosophy of life in a public forum.
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