Saturday, July 29, 2017
Surrender
Surrender
I have abandoned theories and
notions.
They rattle through my mind
like hail on roofs made of tin.
The controversies
and the discussions,
the explanations
and the explications––
they have nothing to do
with who I am.
What I want is this kiss
the rose is offering just now,
this opening into
more than I can tell.
This silent knowing,
this feeling rising and falling
like waves against the shores
of my unnamed self,
my only reality
that I cannot capture
in any net of words
nor contain in any
vessel.
Dorothy Walters
July 29, 2017
