Raven Knows.
A trunk by itself is nothing
Concentric circles locked in place
Big zeros and little zeros
Marking time, polarizing space
But add branches, add a few twigs
Limbs reaching out, gathering in
And the trunk packs for a journey
Birds come, rain falls, sunlight tarries
Mother Gaia knows the way home:
Tower arising from Earth’s dark
Citadel built from last night’s rain
Her leafy arms lift to the sky
How can this be asks the raven
Earth and sky walking the same road,
Building a way for each other?
And bright wings rise: dark greeting light.
Michael
About Michael Gray
I first started studying TSK in the mid 1980's and have since attended a number of retreats and workshops at the Nyingma Institute, in both TSK and Buddhist themes. I participated in the life-changing Human Development Training Program in 1991, and upon returning to Albuquerque co-founded an organization, Friends in Time (with a friend who has Lou Gehrig's Disease), which continues to serve people with similiar disabilities. I contributed an essay to "A New Way of Being"--the last one in the book--in which I describe how learning to honor who I have been has broadened and deepened my openness to present experience. I live in New Mexico with my wife and two sons.
