How could I not sing?

When I hear the birds

Sing their melody

Speak their language

To live in harmony

With other beings.  

                                                      

When I feel the breeze

Its symphonic movement

Swaying with the rising sun

Bathing me with warmth

And its tender touch.

When a new life

Is a miracle

That I witness

In its fragility

I nurture and let it grow.

When I become

a part of the universe

and learn that life

is a school

where learning never stops.

Where everything I breathe

Comes from one Source

And what I breathe out

Goes back to the same source

Of everything that is good.

And when I have no fear

To let the future unfold

Where God unravels

His great plans

The Kindom that is to come.

Lurin, Pachacamac
February 12, 2017

Equanimity

I become like an open space
in which realities vs. expectations
can happen and frighten me
.... I am able to let go.

I become a point of convergence
high and low  moments meet
yet able to feel the calm
of a continual/circular movement.

I become a witness of time
challenges, exasperations and victory
show us where we are called
to build and develop equanimity.

May I accept the things
as they are
and as they come....
May I find peace.