Sacred Energies at Play
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2 min readMay 20, 2024
Have we so forgotten that we try to hold them at bay?
It is never too late to remember Nature’s way.
The Earth releases built-up static electricity into her atmosphere,
venting, re-aligning, spreading light,
and we, silly rabbits, point to the sky.
Will we try to control this balancing?
What grounds the discharge?
What if what we think we know
cannot be known, but must be immersed within?
It’s this, it’s that, it’s the other thing…
dueling fingers point
for what reason?
What is this cacophonous trivia
in the face of monumental change?
It is written that the tears of Avalokiteshvara formed a lake from which Noble Lady Tara arose. From liquid compassion she was lifted. Her Grace is a metaphor we can flee from or learn to ride, as Kuan Yin mounts the united telluric forces of Dragon.
