These years have found a favor
in learning of Mystery.
Letting aging teach, despite opinion or desire,
that everything changes,
nothing fails to balance,
denial is never sufficient,
and fear is hollow
because the twins of birth and death are proof of equilibrium.
I’ve learned it best for me
to sit myself into stillness,
and end the search for treasures in life
as life itself IS the treasure.
I take comfort and delight
in naming the illumination of stars
long gone dark in night skies.
Treasuring each impulse to language Grace
I stand in rain
indistinguishable from the wet.
— Ed Sancious
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