The Knowing

So may we, in this life, trust
            to those elements we have yet to see.
May we lean into the wings
            that surround us,
May we know in our deepest knowing
            that we are not alone
            that if we fall we will be caught
            by the invisible web of magnificence
            we weave every day.
And in that knowing,
            may we, like the wings themselves,
            rest and rise
            rest and rise
            rest and rise and soar
            to unseen heights.


Come, let us fly.

Poem "Alma Mater" in the Jan./Feb. 2017 issue of Stanford Magazine...

I'm delighted that author, teacher, and speaker Elena Brower chose to include this poem on her inspirational website, teach.yoga

I arrived late to the poetry party, but perhaps am even more grateful to have located it.  I write from the hope that my poems, "new things," will unlock even a tiny door of awakening in your mind and heart.

Poems are opportunities for exploration:  What is real?  What do we know?  How can we see what is old and familiar with new eyes?  

Poetry & Blog

~MP

WRITER & TEACHING ARTIST 

Poem "Even Just Breath" on my poet/author/friend Amy's Sharing Our Notebooks Blog...