We Are the Mural
Wonderful artwork and words. Please enjoy.
together we are the mural ~d nelson
Speaking for myself, for the longest time
youthful buttons pressed,
some even before childhood,
seemingly pushed me, chronically;
to keep on truckin’ passed
supposedly known, or otherwise misperceived,
colorful, ordinary backgrounds.
Many difficulties later, after training to stop,
then, many more times stopping;
to be less busy,
I obtained glimpses of
Lots of stopping, conscious breathing.
Inner mud-to-lotus garden, blossoming glimpses.
Shape’s & color’s meanings reveal
when I recognize our relationship.
Moving slow, perhaps like an authentic self,
ancestors show themselves, at times, as creative art.
Whether they’re people, the plants, animals & earth,
all our relations, past, present & future, in-attendance.
With froglessness, a wishless stillness,
that which is going on inside
can be seen with mindfulness’ light shining.
Accumulated knots, once identified,
may be untangled & untied, oh joy!
This potential to remedy anxiety, anger, and more, is wonderful.
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