Part 1
Sky the color of pig’s ear
Armageddon out my window
Sun an orange orb lurking
Near the horizon
Then meandering up
Through smokey fog.
How to be with this feeling of ominous?
Of everything’s falling apart?
Of no solid ground?
Of no clean air?
This moment now
Is the only certainty
So dive in deep
To the rhythm
Of beating heart
The cocoon
Of spaciousness.
Part 2
Strange beauty of yellow sky
The ever adaptable earth
Holding the capacity
To do things I’ve never seen before..
So I too have the capacity to hold
What I’ve never done before.
The capacity to be in
Constant change and transformation..
Breathe it ALL in
To the bottomless expanse
Of the heart.
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