that orange heart
did it,
pushed me into recognition

maybe just a bird in a tree
otherwise
sharing my space
for a moment

pecking at suet

but the valentine neck
woke me up
in an instant

my moment
became
bigger,
brighter~
truth more flexible

there was nothing to do
but watch

and in watching
i became the bird
for just a moment

flicker
of
awareness

An answer to a question

Seeking,
ever seeking,
I have never stopped asking questions,
learning to accept answers that arrive
in unexpected ways.

Yet
All questions return
to my fundamental need:
"Oh, great Universe,
please reassure me
that life makes sense. "

All the ways I ask for reassurance
are met gently
with reminders
to be grateful.

Gratitude does not need to beg
for reassurance,
as it rests in the fullness
of what is.

And so I must let go
of seeking, ever seeking~
(at least occasionally)
if I ever hope
to feel the peace
that
inhabits
what is.