The subtle nuance of living
excuses itself for a moment
in the fabric of the visible
ugliness of this time
While I wait for you to grow up
to face your heart for real
and in a true way
you show me time and again
how incapable you are
of loving authentically and with tenderness
vulnerability and real honesty
in a way that shows everyone what is possible
and in the way of the love that grows with passing time
and I am sad to say that you did not make it
that this Holy Mystery has turned on you
that the life you have desired fell lower than expected
but please, I am only visiting here
so do not tell me how to live
and try not to show me your ugliness
for I live in Beauty every day and
I worship the Goddess and her name
While I left you a note that spoke of time
really what I wanted to say,
is that you will always do what is best
only when you are ready to
take a breath and realize that perhaps
things are not what you think they are
that beauty and wisdom do go hand in hand
and age has little to do with that
marriage as well does not define me
having a child does not make me wise
choices I make and the way I live
come from experiencing the power within
Reforming our ways is the path to Love
Greed and closure must have their end
Pride that you hold so mighty and high
Jealousy of the feminine heart
and that really shallow love
repressed feelings are all
stench your way
So notice that what I left behind,
were not my worn out clothes
but your family’s given things
the burden that no longer lives
in my heart.
Rev. Dr. K. Sonam Wangmo
