I sense new beginnings -
the seeds of spring
silently gestating
within my heart
and soul

buds,
noticeably evident
on limbs
impatiently waiting
to blossom
by the banks
of the river

winter ebbing -
not yet over,
though
it is already
spring time
in my soul

Transformation

"Transformation
is a dance
between Being
and Becoming."1

The old self
was broken open

I give birth
to the True Self

In the Stillness
I come home
to the Sacred Source

Intersection

you and I
intersect
where Spirit
and matter
touch -
and where
illusion
dissolves
into
what is Real