The tenor I’ve been given,
from my beginning,
is to be with another
in the encounter with Impact.
A living measure is this encounter,
a bright attention to what is unfolding.
The measure lives only in the holding,
the mastery of catch and release.
As I cast for connection,
with presence a conscious method,
I net the quarry with love,
then free her into the flow of awareness.
Awareness is not constrained in physicality,
bodily absence not a barrier,
as love spans any chasm
and presence holds us soundly.
Spirit to spirit for a brief time we were banded,
and now we swim separately yet forever bound.
Filed under: Ch. 1: Impact Tagged: Ch. 7: Love, Connection, Flow, Purpose
