Dropping in, getting real,
what danger is there?
If we connect to how we feel,
will we be swallowed up?
Feelings so big
from the magnetism of momentum,
rolling over ourselves so many times
for the sake of perseverance
that we are crushed underneath.
And the cycle continues
until we reach a cliff.
What a weight with which to fall!
What depth there is
to the sea of lost grief
threatening a flood.
So many of us are frozen,
carrying younger versions
of ourselves iced over
by the shock and the loss,
of being alive.
You were a child once,
you almost remember.
Pushing past your innocence
following after the world
pushed onto you long ago.
Fighting to rise up
only to avoid being trampled
and forgotten, drowned.
What if instead of overriding,
we move towards the tender core
and break up the dam around it?
What if we let the rivers flow back
into the ocean…
The Keeper of Love waits there,
patient and steady, waiting
to receive whatever we release.
© Season Naify, 2025
"Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life.”
Proverbs 4:23, ESV
“Truly I tell you,” he said, “unless you turn and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”
Matthew 18:3, CSB
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