Month: October 2023

Swallowing Sunshine

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Today I picked three palm-sized stars

with pure white petals.

Mandevilla they’re called,

a fancy name for a friendly flower that grows

on vines that twine around fence and stake

and the gangly stems of neighboring black-eyed Susans.

In the center of each bloom

is a deep throat of golden yellow,

as if they’ve swallowed sunshine.

They hold this inner glow of morning

through afternoon

and sunset

and twilight

and into the night.

Today I picked three palm-sized stars,

and they asked me what glowing ideas

I have swallowed.

Which are worth holding center-deep?

Which lead to peace and kindness

in this vining, entwining life?

Which will hold a warm glow within me

through sunset and twilight

and into the night?

I think I know the answer.

Only the golden grace of peace and lovingkindness

can last the day and pass through the night.

Today I picked three palm-sized stars

and, for a moment, held in my hand a hint of

nature’s wisdom.

-kh-

 

Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.

 

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Simply to be Present

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You’re the strongest woman I know, she said.

But I do not feel it.

The truth is

I am not strong.

I simply put one foot in front of the other

and move forward,

rather slowly these days,

sometimes sure-footed,

but just as often stumbling.

No, I’m not strong.

I’m just here.

I’m simply present.

I shrug—I just am.

It’s said that when Moses asked God’s name,

God answered, “I am.”

Maybe that’s the strongest

anyone can be,

to simply exist

in spite of every wind that blows,

hot or cold,

gentle or fierce,

east, west, north, or south,

to take one more step

and say,

I am.

With all my quirks,

with all I know

and all I don’t know,

I am.

I just

am.

-kh-

 

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A Game of War I Don’t Want to Play

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He’s being cranky again, my young grandson,

corralling me into a game of war

I do not want to play,

the swingset the villain’s lair.

I don’t like war, I tell him.

I don’t like fighting.

I like peace.

He says, “First you fight the monsters,

and then you go to your place of peace.”

I look up,

up to the treetops,

take a deep breath.

I don’t tell him that I have some experience

in fighting monsters who were not quite

as imaginary as his.

Or were they?

I also don’t tell him

that I don’t always win.

The treetops sway,

the breeze whispers peace.

I look back at my grandson.

“Okay,” I say.

“I will fight your monsters.”

And my heart breaks a little.

Because I know that I will.

-kh-

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The Sacrament of Waking

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In the drift of easing from night dreams

into the gift of a new dawn,

there exists a pause,

a delicious time,

a handful of moments,

the day reborn in peace.

This handful of half-waking minutes

is a carrier,

a courier,

an envoy of the sacred—

a sacrament.

In the fraying fog of waking,

I feel my fragile frame,

my trusting weight generously held,

graciously cradled,

between blanket and bed,

between heaven and earth.

This moment is a silver bowl

holding silent prayers

measured in heartbeats,

whispered in slow, easy breaths.

In a handful of half-awake minutes,

time touches eternity.

– kh –

 

Nurture peace, cultivate kindness, and carry the calm.

 

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