The Teacher

nestling into the moment can be tricky

when there is a whirlwind of

unfolding non-existent drama in your head

like a whirlpool down the drainpipe

courage is fiercely sucked away

the world, it seems

against ….

walking down the street

pondering this very thought

I bumped into you

you greeted me with the

kind of warmth you find in a mothers arms

outpouring ….

we walked together without words

you know me

you know that the whirlwind grips me

you are the calm weather after the storm

breeze drifting

gentle ….

your inherent wisdom

speaks volumes

even in silence

….

tumultuous is what others may look upon your life

but nestle into the moment

snug and neat you do

for there are many aspects of life we cannot control

I know this

but it seems you live this - how so?

as much as you look to me for lessons in life

it is you

who is the teacher the

universe has sent for me

it is all within you

we know this inherently

we just need to reduce the noise

let the silence prevail

allowing clarity to win the day

finally we can understand

the teacher has been there all along