Tuesday, February 27, 2007
I Will (poem)
I Will
If you want me
to fling myself in,
yes, I will do that,
this fire does not burn.
If you want me to linger
along the edges,
in a stance of contemplation,
probing the Mystery--
oh, what does it mean?
If you want me to
speak to multitudes,
to utter
your hidden syllables
to masses of hearers,
I will clear my throat
and begin.
If you want me to be still,
say nothing,
eyes shut to all
but where the radiant
darkness dwells,
I will open my heart
to silence,
let my spirit
swell with compassion,
become love.
Dorothy Walters
February 26, 2007
