“I walked backwards, against time
and that’s where I caught the moon
singing at me.
I steeped downwards into my seat
and that’s where I caught freedom
waiting for me like a lilac.
I ended thought, and I ended story.
I stopped designing, and arguing, and
sculpting a happy life.
I didn’t die. I didn’t turn to dust.
Instead I chopped vegetables,
and made a calm lake inside me
where the water was clear and sourced and still.
And when the ones I love came to it,
I had something to give them, and
it offered them a soft road out of pain.
I became beloved.
And I came to know that this was it.
The quiet power.
I could give something mighty, lasting,
that stopped the wheels of chaos,
by tending to the river inside,
keeping the water rich and deep
keeping a bench for you to visit.”
~Tara Sophia Mohr from Your Other Names: Poems by Tara Sophia Mohr
5 comments
nicky says:
Dec 18, 2011
this is so beautiful, it gives me gooseflesh, the truth of it…
Nicole says:
Dec 19, 2011
We can not transmit what we do not have. We must make sure our own house is in order. I can TOTALLY relate. Thank u for the reminder to do the work.
Hardeep says:
Jun 1, 2012
Wonderful, thank you.
Amanda says:
Jun 3, 2012
It made me cry.
Cynthia says:
May 22, 2016
Breath-taking…thank you for your foray into the deep!!!