As It Is or As I Am – the Art of Becoming

A journey … towards … being

Another poem

Silence reigns, as you sit, no words emerging,
I sit silent too, wondering, should I speak,
You speak though, through your self in being,
All you have been, are, may be, starts to leak,
The silence cannot forever the  hidden hide
As we listen, so we begin the silence to hear,
In and over, the parts of you and me open wide,
No longer stayed by panic, terror or fear,
Becoming transparent, comes a revealing word,
Each seeing their selfs, emerge the many parts,
Gently, quietly, as each part feels it’s self heard,
In the future begins a new birth, a new heart,


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