December 8, 2020
The Beckoning
By Amba Gale
Thin pine boughs tremble,
chilled and thrilled as they beckon
cold winter to come.
The Beckoning
Additional Poetry
September 26, 2023
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…
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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.