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The Adventures

March 29, 2022

The Adventures

By Amba Gale

Oh, sleek, slim, tall masted
        sailing ship,
        anchored so gracefully
        outside my window, beckoning
me to all the places
I have yet to go, inside and out,
you call to me.

Now, I travel miles
        each day
        inside
        to the still place
        to turn a fleet of worthies
        toward the light,

coming out of darkness, as we all have been,
        cocooned in separated wombs,
        some broken,
        some whole.

We can now emerge,
reveal our late protected hearts.

We want to weep
        to grieve
        to laughe
        to hug
        to see the light
        to show our fears and faces,
        hidden for two years to the world,
to let love in
to let love out
to say, “I am here!”
“Hug me!”
Feel my heart near yours.

Touch me.
Let me touch you.

I invite you to love me,
to acknowledge my glorious imperfection,
to see who I am.

Additional Poetry

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Surrender

Let go and love the way the world turns. Be with it. Allow it. Notice it. Even, embrace it. When you rail against it, you become part of the same energy that stopped the flow at the beginning. Be the holder of it. Know that it, too, has a destination to, finally, merge as one with all. Listen deeply to your heart inside and those things you know are anciently true. Trust in your essential wisdom to lead the way. The world is in flux. You will find your way. “All things must pass.” Let them go. May I be…

September 12, 2023

Presence

Dancing in the water, the bright orange sun winks at me through the branches of the pine. The ceiling falling is nothing, being present to such beauty.

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