The Next Thing to Let GrOw
Mar 02, 2021
There’s a sweet spot
Between winter and spring
Snow still on the mountains
Sunshine finding its way early
The heaviness has lifted,
Buds just starting to show
Brown, gray and gold world
Not yet vibrant green or yellow
A sense of what is coming with
Bits of evidence if you look closely enough
What makes this spot sweet?
Is it the relief of winter passing?
Or the pause before
The surge of spring?
It has been a strange year.
Yet nature is right on track
Am I?
I have a sense of what’s coming
With some evidence to lift my spirits
My buds are starting to show,
But heaviness remains in my heart
To make space for the new
There’s always a letting go
As I have done so many times before,
Stepping forward, leaving my works behind me.
Always striving to bring the spring
While knowing winter will come again.
Can I accept this eternal cycle?
Without judging myself for never having arrived?
Is this growing up?
Accepting the next thing to let go?
Do I need to grasp so tightly
To my idea of how it should be?
What if I let what IS instruct me
With watchfullness and listening?
What if I pause before the surge of
Stepping in the direction of what I think I know?
Maybe this is just the bud breaking away
As the flower opens toward the sun.
The flower itself is transient
Offering its moment of beauty courageously.
What if I can see my works more like this?
A momentary offering of beauty
Not a striving to arrive anywhere.
Simply, the next thing to let grow.
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