It’s what Jesus taught,
become like a child:
and be in awe,
keep moving into freedom,
and all creation
THE NEW COSMOS
We are all of us,
arising up out of the center of existence.
We are twinkling in and out
Created, we create and are re-created.
In knowing we are astonished and known.
The great generosity of stars
streams through our softening hearts.
We yield open.
Life blooms freely its own lush nature.
For a tree, it is a swollen bud.
For a man, a song.
For a flower, a soft unfolding.
For a woman, a surrender
Who can name the inconceivable?
Might as well paint the wind.
This is the pathway — the way of wonder:
Creativity bursts out
sprays of generosities.
Our brains are smeared clean
Let’s be the opening door
we run through.