How Not To Struggle So Much In Dark Times

Friends, we’re just trying to understand, as one, as many, as Earth.

To hold things a little more lightly. Sincere? Yes. But not so serious.

To hold our fears close, where we can keep a close eye on them.

Slow our lives and bodies down, feel the sky, trees, seek more silence.

Listening for small islands of coherence, places promised by wisdom.

And may we also be humble, surprised, uncertain as the teeth are big.

So won’t you join us, help us feel the way, bore through solid rocks.

Help us acknowledge but not indulge, the bone-deep weariness 

of one catastrophe after another. So that a wild untrammeled awareness, 

might find us again, tethering ourselves to a fire-tested hope. And inside us, 

these simple desires, to glimpse the actual thing of it, the real, the flow.

The place where spirit rises up, without struggle, to see, to feel, to know.

–Dale Biron