such magic in movement
the way a body comes to life
unknown only seconds before
transcending the mind
communicating directly with spirit
gracefully creating a language of truth
swirling mysteries hidden in flesh
dancing a prayer
of wisdom embodied
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.
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 ♥
I am Love
dressed in a soul
traveling in a human body
sometimes confusing myself
with being a human