Tawny Chatmon
I was sitting one evening with R, a student there.
It was a cold winter’s night
and we were sitting in front of the fire
at the local Starbucks.
R was a great gift to me.
He was full of deep and probing questions
and opinions to do with esoteric and spiritual subjects
so there would be lots of food for the inner world
to be nourished with.
It was an enthusiastic and happy evening,
all the while trying to stay present
to the conversation and each other.
All of a sudden it was like a pressure release and Pop!
There he was shimmering
and forever renewing in front of me.
I saw in him a reflection of what lives within me,
an eternal renewing presence
without beginning or end.
~M
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