Allowing Now E-Book

Ross Orna

• Herausgeber: WS
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Serie: Inspirational Poetry
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 18

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

If you’re a fan of Maya Angelou, Mary Oliver, Rumi or Seamus Heaney, you’ll find poems in this volume that will please you.

This is the kind of inspirational poetry that celebrates life, love and the resilience of the creative spirit.

While not shying away from adversity or suffering, it celebrates the dimension of life that goes beyond our cares and troubles, our thought and talk.

Here you’ll find poems about birth and rebirth, passion and perfection, and why true love never hurts.

There are also poems about writing and creative flow practice.

Whatever the subject, each poem offers you access to the open space where heart and mind is restored to spirit.

Leseprobe

Allowing now

Selected Inspirational Poetry

Orna Ross

Contents

Allowing Now

You Are Not To Be Found

Delving

Cricklewood

First Time

Placenta

Circle of Life

Candy Darling

Tagus: River Story

Where are you?

Underscore

Anne’s Tree

Rainbow

Renovation

Leaves

Oran Mór

Coffee Break

Silence

Turning Point

A Reply and An Answer

Day’s End

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Allowing Now

With thanks to Eckhart Tolle

The talkers talk

of leaving

or remaining

who should go,

what cannot stay,

who’s right,

what’s wrong,

where's goodness gone,

too many old,

the lawless young,

we’re bound to pay,

we’ll come undone,

the planet’s doomed,

the coming bomb.

Enough.

I’ll feed no more

on skeletons,

I close my ears

to third-hand tales.

I breathe my breath

from end to end.

I find my mind

beyond the prate.

Swirled in the surge of now

washed in the flow of now

buoyed by the swell of now

lulled in the well of now

I find:

the knowledge than never divined

more than it now knows

the young, who never created

more than they now sow

the old, who never garnered

more than they now store

the peace that never presided

more than it now holds

the goodness that never prospered

more than it now grows.

And goodness knows

we are all as welcome

as we ever were, here,

in the holy hold of now.

You Are Not To Be Found

Whatever you do

my dear maker 

don’t go 

looking for yourself 

or seeking to 

improve.

You are not

to be found 

no. 

And nothing 

whatever

in you

needs

to be fixed. 

You

my beauty

are what 

you are

and whatever 

you are

currently 

creating 

from that.

This only:

whatever 

you make 

and do

make it

aloud. 

Do it

proud.

Delving

“Now that’s what I call 

a tree,” you said, as we turned 

a corner, and came upon it 

with a start.

Dark branches 

stretching for the sky, 

higher than the eye could see 

as we stood beneath. But

it was the roots that took me:

knotted and veined, partly visible