after you hold tight to the story
you may want to re-write it
but words don’t come
they don’t ask you to
change the belief
honor the pain
forgive yourself
or any other
the night is heavy
the day is light
it doesn’t matter
tell me what you’ve lost
I will surely tell you what you’ve found
you don’t have to die to ride
the softest wave
back home
floating on your back
letting life carry you
back to a nameless place
where Life sustains you
invisibly with its seamless love
weaving through your days
and nights
it’s not waiting for your gratitude
or your forgiveness
or your redemption
Innocence waits for nothing
It has no opinion of your story
holds no grudges,
makes no conclusion
knows nothing of your suffering
Innocence doesn’t age or remember
Holds no deep pockets filled with unending rules
It carries only one inherent knowing:
it knows the wholeness
It will ask only one thing of you,
that you be willing to hear it’s resounding chorus
It’s a sound like nothing at all
it sounds like
stillness.
©heartsdeesire
So beautiful!
This is beautiful….may be my favorite of yours so far!
Thank you so much, Michelle! Love “Michelle’s Heart Songs”.
Wow, that means a lot to me, Amy, especially coming from you! XO
This is lovely. It is difficult to sit still and be silent and listen to the stillness in oneself.
I understand what you are saying. I write about what I most value, not necessarily the state I have permanently attained :-). I can fall into believing that I’m separate, alone and unsupported, even as I know differently. It’s from that place of deep inner knowing that I wrote this poem. The stillness is where the stories drop away to reveal what was always a constant.