You were born for this time
The very experience of being born prepared you What does it take to enter the dark passage, the narrow way? It takes your whole self, and nothing less And it takes nothing more than all of you Yet nothing not part of you Regrets and grievances cannot make it past this journey Guilt and shame will keep you too small and tangled to enter Anger and pride inflame your flesh and the swelling will make you stuck in the dark way, unable to exit But your grief can take you there When you welcome it in You drop all pretense and plans Grief is honest and raw And will shed your old skins Release your beloveds to the unknown Move softly through the impulse of nature's direction Listen to its wisdom like a child There must be you and only you, wholly you, holy you The great wide you that bows low That knows a tree whose roots are deep Can spread its branches high The you that is stripped clean and naked like a babe again You were born for this time The very experience of being born prepared you Let your body remember its trusting cry For the One who Loves you Always ---jul bystrova
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