Fearful Cocoon of Ego
Monarch butterfly floats
Flower to flower, over trees
Around leafy branches, between grass blades.
With feet on solid earth I watch afraid
I will never know gliding on the breeze.
But what if I devote
Time spent fearing to a mindful crusade
Each heartache a flower, I see
The plight as antidote.
In lieu of fear promote
Discomforts as a force esprit
All feelings as weightless escapade.
A Bragi Poem inspired by Pema Chodron’s following words from The Places that Scare You:
“Although we have the potential to experience the freedom of a butterfly, we mysteriously prefer the small and fearful cocoon of ego.”
How is it that though
You’re 13 months younger than me
You seem to know
So much more, you’re worldly and savvy
Street smart, wise
Oh the life in those eyes.
It was I who jumped in to your bed
When it was thunder storming
And me you comforted
While visiting people in mourning.
I don’t think twice when
To seek your advice
I value dear sis.
According to the order of our birth
I should be the sage
But that concept has no worth
Wisdom has nothing to do with age.
I worry that your knowledge
Comes from life experiences hard fought
You didn’t learn all this in college
But the lessons hard blows of life taught.
I’m grateful for your comfort
And always sound direction
I consider you an expert
And wish I could offer you protection.
I love you little sis
And thank you for the shoulder
Though something feels amiss
Like you should be the older.
(An Epistle Poem)
Children challenged me
Surprised me by making me
Revisit my assumptions
Why was I thinking
Everything would not return,
Pocketed or left misplaced?
(A Sedoka Poem)
Did you know you can feel your heart break?
I learned that two short years ago today.
It is more than a twinge or a cramp or an ache
I was fearful it would not go away.
Turns out some time will mend a heartbreak
Though I feel the scars remain to this day.
It’s a good lesson to know what’s at stake
If you find you have someone’s heart someday.
There’s lessons in trauma, make no mistake
The worth of this is crucial to convey.
(A Ten-By-Ten Poem)