Let Change – by C Haynsworth


Let Change

My home is wonder.

In the mind’s eye,

winds scatter leaves.

Let me accept

change. Why

do I fight, dread, despair in it?

Let change teach me

of love and potential.

Look! The unknowable rhythm

of wind conjures autumn and spring.

Waves of you run through me.

Let me relax

away from clinging.

Let me return

to the way of opening,

my life giving way to the washing,

luminous presence of you.

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