We – human Beings, humanity – are at a crossroads that holds profound choice. Do we go this way or that? Do we stay on the path we are on… or choose another? Do we let go, open up, walk out… walk on?
All are possible. All are choices. Yet what choice provides the greatest flow, the greatest service, the greatest potential? How do we discern? How do we find the courage to say YES – and move… in order to place ourselves well?
This poem speaks to some of the choices, I believe, we face.
Parallels running along the edges of Time
Travelling between the shores of the new World
And this one being transmuted
How will we transit?
By Swimming – or sinking?
The latter…if un-committing…
Come - the edge IS crumbling
What will WE choose?
Parallels running along the edges of Truth
Travelling between the shores of the new World
And this one being bridged
How will we tender?
By Loving - or Fearing?
The latter…if uncaring…
Come - the edge IS wavering
What will WE choose?
Parallels running along the edges of Trust
Travelling between the shores of the new World
And this one being trampled
How will we relate?
By Honoring - or Mis-deeding?
The latter…if non-believing…
Come - the edge IS cracking
What will WE choose?
Parallels running along the edges of Beauty
Travelling between the shores of the new World
And this one being neglected
How will we attend?
By Creating - or Negating?
The latter…if non-cultivating…
Come - the edge is captivating
What will WE choose?
Parallels running along the edges of Hope
Travelling between the shores of the new World
And this one being dreamed
How will we participate?
Joyfully…wantonly
The latter…if not wholeheartedly
Come - the edge is beckoning
What will WE choose?
What will WE choose?
~ Sarah Whiteley - 14 January, 2012 ~
A New World of Poems
The Order of Creation
A Book of Poems By Sarah Whiteley
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