"At the center of your being, you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want." Laozi
Before the light:
gray things
in gray corners,
the familiar furniture
of unconsciousness.
Then—
*attention*
strikes
like dawn
on mountainside:
The coffee cup
becomes
a vessel,
the stranger's face
suddenly
human.
*Awareness*:
the great alchemist,
turning lead moments
into gold,
shadow-habits
into choice.
Under its gaze
the automatic gesture
stops mid-flight,
asks permission
to complete itself.
The anger
that lived unnamed
in the chest's dark room
steps forward,
shows its face,
becomes workable.
What was solid
reveals itself
as possibility,
what seemed permanent
melts
into the pliant now.
Even the pain
changes color
when seen clearly—
no longer an enemy
but a teacher
wearing a harsh mask.
*Transformation*:
not fire's violence
but light's gentle insistence
that all things
show their
true nature.
Beauty and depth. So rare.
Short, but sweet and so deep.
It's interesting how two people can see completely different shades yet each is correct in their minds eye. Gives beauty and depth to
a relationship.