that day i woke to a different vision
than the one i previously revered
it was adorned with the promise of rebirth
dreams blossoming into fields of gold
i heard then what i was once told –
beauty is not a transient thing
it is the doorway to our essence
handing us our lost divinity
it is the discipline of silence
singing our unique place in the world
it is the sacred pause of a hummingbird
quenching her thirst with honey
i turned my palms upward
took in the blessings of the day
opened my heart to this new offering
look around, she said, everything
you idolize is an extension
of your own sweet homecoming

doorway to divinity

Doorway to Divinity