Flow of Yin

Art: Almost Sundown by J.Planet

Flow of Yin

I am afraid of my fear

I fondly interrupt the sorrow

Whenever I feel its pull

My fear leads to my greatest sorrow

My inability to stand tall

Trained for submission

Hard to overcome

Fighting for others

Easier than myself

I can take the abuse

Always have

But I have come this far

Through looking to possibilities

Even with the emptiest of hands

Tabula rosa

Begets my imagination

Enjoy making that blank page

Full

When fear melts away

When I become amerced

In the possibilities

Instead of weighed down

By the stone of sorrows

I float to the sun

Dance in the yin

Of life

Need nothing

Embrace all

Willow in any weather

Basking in the experience

Of being

Affecting change

In a material world

Namaste

Author's Note

Meditation on the poem:
All sorrow comes from fear.
From nothing else.

When you know this,
You become free of it,
And desire melts away.

You become happy
And still.

-Ashtavakra Gita 11:5
From "The Heart of Awareness: A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita," by Thomas Byrom, 1990. Reprinted by arrangement with Shambhala Publications, Inc., Boston. www.shambhala.com.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

yes...fear the first of our enemies ... so happy for the optimistic closing verse ..i especially like the willow in any weather :) i think you may mean tabula rasa ..tiny editing thing ;) ..thank you for my word for the day "amerced" .. great stuff! very interesting how you speak for the yin ...while reading it pulls me to balance it ... very engaging
peace and joy to you too!
E.