Birthing The New

September 6, 2012

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In the stillness of the morning
We board the rickety bus
A tedious day of travel ahead
Mesmerized by tinseled exotica
The ludicrous landscape of a foreign city
We head for home exhausted

Caught in the wave of the advancing crowds
You did not realize you had lost something
You found the toy left stranded on the bus
You were in awe:
The universe was looking after your doll
Even though you had forgotten

Many years have passed
This scene of reunion comes to mind
The universe is looking after all you have
You can put down your burden now
No need to try to understand
All that is yours will come back to you

Piecing together the shards
The broken fragments of your life
The story told how it happened
Intuition whispers
You did not listen
Another opportunity for a rewrite

See your situation in a different light
In a battleground you create conflict
Use this gift as a turning point to realign
To the flow of life and blessings
To give to the world
Your unguarded heart

Rebirth follows all endings
If you care to look into the face of fear
You will see you have been here before
Disappointment has brought you back
Where emotions are cut off from the truth of love
Of nurture in the depths of being

In the fire of transformation
You will find your strength
This alchemy of soul
Revealing the shining jewel
That shines from the heart
Forgotten but not lost


1 Bruce 09.06.12 at 10:35 pm

Beautiful Miruh!

2 Linda M. R. Neas 09.07.12 at 5:39 am

Oh, Miruh…how beautiful and so filled with wisdom! Blessings, dear Heart!

3 mergingpoint 09.15.12 at 7:09 pm

“Forgotten but not lost” — :) That’s what it is all about, rediscovering one’s own self. Beautifully said Miruh!

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