Full of Grace

And full of honesty,
about the strangeness of life.

I have had many wounds.
Now they are healing.
But really that is the truth for all of us.

Are you awake?
Do you know the truth of existence?

It is encoded in your heart,
get quiet and see if you can find it.

Love heals everything, it is the only healer.

I say to the meanness, lurking, unchecked,
Shit, it's in me too.
I keep trying to hide it with quiet sweetness,
but my tiger's fangs are fierce.

And then...And yet,
I am flawed...I am a child of God.

I forgot my dignity yesterday,
slipped, spoke too soon, too much.

Today I am repentant, sorry,
but reaching beyond shame,
for deep breaths, compassion, trust.
Ever and eternal trust.
That I didn't fuck up the whole cosmic map,
rip across the sand mandala
with a drunken, young-girl stumble.

And the universe still marvels,
loves us all the more.