Mark Dohle
Well-Known Member
Staying open to the gift
I was walking
slowly
doing my mediation;
it was the softest evening,
the sun setting,
long beautiful shadows
gracing the fields,
with barn swallows
flying, zigging, and zagging
the way barn swallows do
joyful in their flight,
allowing joy to become conscious
then,
a tree standing quiet,
I stopped observed,
then without warning
silence enveloped me,
a quiet without strain,
no anxiety,
no fear,
just an all-encompassing peace.
I stopped
stunned,
waited in the silence
then;
out of the deep peace
a voice, or was it
I do not know,
the message
was gentle in its teaching
it said;
"How can you be fearful
when surrounded by so much beauty"
it lifted,
the strain, anxiety, fear
returned.
I walked on,
changed in my depth
if not on the surface,
I am still changing
slowly
afraid to accept the freedom
of such love.
why (?) I ask myself,
perhaps fear still has a hold,
less yes
but I am still chained
waiting in silence and faith
staying open to the gift.-Br.MD