The Alchemy of Listening

 

the tender beauty
of sinking into my dharma
as an elder… 

more soft
less sharp

more slow
less frenetic

more inner
less outer

more listening
less noise

more allowing
less striving

more mutable
less fixed

more organic
less calculation

more compassion
less comparison

more knowing
less doubting…

quietly listening
in the depths;

each breath leads
the wild horse of my heart

into wider 
fields of beauty…

I bow.

sacred thread words & image © Heather Rhodes
image: self portrait today in the studio
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