No door, No womb

#14

To find myself, I have to go back to the
beginning. To the bottom of a spade as
it hits the earth. To the edge of the wind
as it brushes a star. To the void that had
no door, no womb, no face, no name. To
find myself, I have to find that nothing.

 

 

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32 thoughts on “No door, No womb

    1. Thank you, Sarah. It has been so much fun doing this set of poems in the midst of a hectic schedule. There are about 81 chapters in the Tao Te Ching…I’ve got about half way!!

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  1. Deep contemplation… I think there are times we need to strip away so much of what we carry to get to the bones of who we are.

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  2. What a beautiful response to finding our “beginning” before anything has been “stamped” on our innocense. Lovely

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