Poetry

Bring it

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bring the distorted sense of certainty

to this twisted entirety

bring the messiness

the confusing chaos

the emotional wretchedness

bring the blinding clarity

catalyzed by pain too great to contain

too inconvenient to sustain

but consistently

too loud to ignore

bring it all

I surrender

with gratitude greater than ever before

I love it all

Cycles

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again
concluding the cycle at the same juncture
of sadness
with him
it always ends there

when not even the illusion
of hope
can be sustained
I finally disengage
again
but even with distance
the sadness remains

Body

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honor the constantly transforming constellation

of corporeal sensory distraction

and allow this vessel communication

express

only

truth

an entanglement of life itself

this body is sacred

Movement

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such magic in movement

the way a body comes to life

in choreography

unknown only seconds before

transcending the mind

communicating directly with spirit

with Providence

gracefully creating a language of truth

swirling mysteries hidden in flesh

dancing a prayer

of wisdom embodied

A reality in progress

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Once it was only a whisper

persistently reminding me

of an essence I wasn’t ready to set free

once I was too sensitive to the weakness of others

willing to excuse their limited reality

making myself smaller

to not step on their toes

to not be unjust

to others than myself

but not anymore

Destroy the last fragments of acceptance to conform to structures suffocating the truth in my heart

turn my whisper into a powerful song and let this truth resonate through everything I do

cut away my eagerness to accommodate other people’s needs when they merely echo ignorant manipulation

enable me to recognize with all clarity the path I’m walking

and give me the courage to continue forward with open eyes

mobilize all my resources and let them ripple through this world

allow me my softness

nurture my love

remove what doesn’t serve me

Multitudes

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at any given moment

a multitude of thoughts are fluttering through the mind

a bright intention singing from the heart

translated into a thousand directions

always almost becoming

nearly in existence

butterflies ready to shift reality

into multitudes

Unbreakable

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The Unbroken

There is a brokenness heart
out of which comes the unbroken,
a shatteredness
out of which blooms the unshatterable.

There is a sorrow
beyond all grief which leads to joy
and a fragility
out of whose depths emerges strength.

There is a hollow space
too vast for words
through which we pass with each loss,
out of whose darkness
we are sanctioned into being.

There is a cry deeper than all sound
whose serrated edges cut the heart
as we break open to the place inside
which is unbreakable and whole,
while learning to sing.

~Rashani

I read this poem several years ago and I remember the truth of it echoing through me, bringing me much-needed peace. It reminded me that even in pain there’s beauty, and that what matters the most will never be broken. It is one of my favorite poems, although I haven’t thought of it for a long time – but then today when I read the most recent post on The Better Man Project it immediately popped into my mind again. Funny how that works..

May we all remember, or have someone to remind us, that our dark moments serve a valuable purpose and that we hold in our hearts unbreakable love and light ♥