The big ones have exhausted themselves: marriage, a come-along child…

All kind of fogged  up & faded with the clouds, along with

Being movie-star gorgeous, slim, bespoke, pearled

Wildly successful & adored –

These marched around for a long time in my imagination

My brain once a drum of echo

Now simply a hollow reflection.

Heart, now, becoming a fractal of All Life

Not life dreamed up, but life as it is

Funny, simple, days of balm & thunder

Strung out on golden strands

From the Maypole of Source.

All the selves I have been & have not yet become

Taking up their ribbon, breathing before the dance

In regard, in reflection.

With one step, one heartbeat

We take up the melody

Of the Life of Now.

= = = = =

I have been a mother, a wife, a renowned worker, an empowered Being

An entrepreneurial soul

An entry-level saint –

That was then: this is my Now.

Who am I distilling into?

My brain should only expand upon my heart’s capacity.

Feeling all I have felt has rendered me obsolete

In my own time.

= = = = =

This is the last mirror to shatter

I see now the light behind it.

If oblivion swallows me, it will belch me out in another season.

I am Jonah freed from the belly of the whale,

Ishmael freed from bondage, the beast no longer bound to my boat.

If I hadn’t been paying attention to all of these,

This time of where/when/how

Has informed me how to begin.

= = = = =

I have the  premonition the time will find me on its own

A sentient key to the  universe of me exists.

To begin again the True Quest.

= = = = =

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