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    The Great Unfolding

    August 22, 2018

    As it is, the white crystal snow

    Wrapped like a shawl around a great tree

    Gives its permission for a time out


    And, still in its winter meditations,

    Like a great Buddha

    Hides the green eruptions 

    To come


    Neither your Excitement and Anticipation

    Nor your Fear 

    Nor need for Power and Control

    Nor desperate prayers

    Nor impatience 

    Will change The Unfolding


    So, do the only thing you can do

    Sing the songs that bring you Joy

    Weep the tears that spring from your heart

    The price of affection is sorrow

    The price of life is death


    You did not create the world

    Nor did you give life to your body

    You are not to blame for feeling what all

    Humans must feel if they are really alive


    Invisible to you as the breather is to breath

    There is the source from which you came 

    Sustaining you and available

    In many forms, as many as you like


    At this point, words fall very short

    Like squeezing a watermelon through a straw

    But you don’t have to be a priest, Sufi, or goddess

    To drink from this well 


    Find a way, Your way

    And believe with all your heart

    That you are - just the way you are

    A Sacred Part of The Unfolding 


    ©John Cooper 2018


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