The mother octopus lays her hundreds of eggs
in a cavern, and guards them, to her death.
A great blue heron crosses open ocean
from New Brunswick to her favorite place in Cuba.
For all those beautiful sunsets you missed
there are the ones you didn’t.
The lone tree on the hillside
bears witness to a seed that has endured,
to an erupting sense of being,
not inevitable at all, but chosen.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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