Monday
Arts and PoetryRites of Passage: Longing
poem written by the group that went through the first Rites of Passage for the stages of life, held at Karme Choling, autumn 2012
Broken hearted kiss
Embracing the planet
It’s good to grow old
Soft green blade of grass
Drops of dew
Tomorrow there will be frost
Grieving adolescent winds
Lost but landed
Tomorrow a wonderful question-mark
The trees know
Just how much to grow to be beautiful
Even as they are dying
A smile is always youthful
We can’t help but smile when are together
Thus we discover youth as we grow old together
Big sky
Falling rain
It’s good to be alive
Lions roar
Warriors gather
Hello
I saw the flowers dying in the fields
Suddenly the white wing of a chickadee
Gathering seeds to nurture itself for the flight home
Open heart and mind
Passion grows
As we are learning
Implacable mountain
Soft heart
A door opens
We are the precious ones
Neither beginning nor end
Love never dies
Moist crisp air
Breathed deeply
Longing for you
Smell of autumn
Scent of transition
I am home
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