Adornment

How do I settle myself into one way of beingd601cd54-6128-492d-940a-1a9d178c75b8
where answers come from eyes that see through
one prism, many sides and angles sparkling
in rainbow light, but still within one way of being.

I walk with many, who through compassion weave
their way from one point to the next not so concerned
of the correct way, the one way, but know the only way
will unfold by staying true, moving gently as One.

I walk my path with my words freely given
patterning the road, trimming clouds, embellishing
trees, ornaments delicately suspended on branches,
perched on stems, fields baptized with me.

I am free of musts and dos, onlys that try
to explain what something doesn’t  mean.
I rest under wide sky berth of Eternity
mantling every being, not just a chosen few.

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For more on this poem, visit Journey/lex, my weekly reflection.

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