Something Will Change Me

I’ll grow a beard
live on the tide,
turn to stone
or dandelion yellow.
Become water
race in the ebb,
grow talons, take flight,
lay down as grass
sun brown and blazing.
Something will change me
yet behind the faces
I’ll be the one watching,
rock shore deep,
hummingbird fast
back to the invisible.

 

 

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16 Responses to “Something Will Change Me”

  1. Always behind it all is the All, and you say it nicely for it is in the remembering that it is known and knows itself. Thanks Don

  2. Frank Urbschat says:

    Thank you, Don. Here is (little) me, being eyes and ears for the ONE watching and enjoying “your” poem.

  3. Eilish says:

    I love this poem

  4. Pichay says:

    I have a yearning for returning to the invisible from whence I came. Thank you, Don.

  5. Keith Anderson says:

    Thank you

  6. Bill Dare says:

    Stoned again… Which lifetime is this Bro?

  7. david banner says:

    Ah,yes…the power of the Observer of the ego.

  8. Elizabeth Nunn says:

    Being the Watcher is more of who I am than being the entangler.

  9. Stan Grindstaff says:

    Don… This poem is a marvel of inspired construction, informed of the vast knowing of your Spirit, curated by the humility of your heart… & your love of creation…

  10. Doyle says:

    This is right in line with my reading earlier this week of the Buddha’s teaching to his son, Rahula. Then “nugget” was, “This [whatever “this” happens to be in the moment] is not mine, this I am not, this is not my self.”

    I so appreciate your seeing and speaking Truth.

    May I use this in a future Dharma talk? (With proper credit given, of course.)

  11. Kaia True says:

    Lovely. Sigh…. 🙂

  12. Diane MacKenzie says:

    Very nice Don
    I liked the simplicity

  13. Maria Jimenez Frid says:

    The shape shifting happens right before my eyes………how wondrous!

  14. Wow, Don. This is awesome. Thanks so much.

  15. It seems to me you really worked on keeping your language stripped down to essentials with all the little articles and connectors pruned back. I think that creates a strong architecture for the poem. Now the mystery and the meaning glow through like burnished gold.

    I love the theme and might give it a shot myself. ❤️😎😇

  16. Meridy T Migchelbrink says:

    What Sandy said…and the stripped-down-to-the-essentials created a rhythm and an urgency and at the same time an inevitability. Ahh, good stuff! xo

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