I am cause in the matter
Not victim, not to be blamed,
not good or bad
No judgement
But to stand within the problemMake space
Nudge the walls a little wider
Push the ceiling up a little higher
Stomp the floor down a little lower
make room, just a bit more roomTo be true cause in the matter
is to transform
No worry of past or future
Just see what is within and
Without, the web,
fold into a way of being
a new way of beingI am cause in the matter
It is easy to find beauty in the soft,
In round shapes, lovely colors,
sweet smells, exciting tastes,
birdsong and soulful beats
It is hard in thorny angled places
places of judgement,
of worry and ugly and unknown and
helplessness and injustice
and hatred and mockery
and in the inability of the hard
to see or show or acknowledge
their own beautyI am cause in the matter
To make space, even more for the hard
Even more for me when I ignore
my Beauty within
Make a bit more space,
breathe a touch more deeply
Expand, even
if just a teeny more
to be able to look anewGo ahead
Be the cause in the matter
Turn just a little bit
Know it is there
42 degrees
Author’s Note:
42º is where light bends through a prism into a rainbow. Not 41º. Not 43º. Beauty.
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