The Acorn and the Oak
Stepping out into a broader space
Leaving behind the familiar comforts of the rut
But, there I held sway, I was the master
Predictable, easy, except for the slow withering of my soul
Did my tricks to get my treats
But the former was confining and I had out grown it
Like a plant in too small a pot
Roots bound, tangled, seeking new earth
But to step out is to become weak again, to let go, to become a child
There was a brief thrill in the stepping out
Really it was a small thing made large by ego’s fear
But there was really no power there
Like a spider’s web it clung inciting primal fear
No power at all to resist a decision
But now the familiar is no more
Where once I was large now I am small, ignorant, and inexperienced once more
Planted in new ground hoping for the water and the warmth and the worms to do their work
The plane is large, expansive, might I grow to fill that new empty space
But the great Oak lives inside the tiny, shiny acorn
Food for squirrels or master of the Woodland
I am the Sower and I am the seed
It is not the breaking through that is the challenge
It is sitting still long enough to put down roots and grow in the new larger place
There are multiple buts in this process
But either way. Be Groovy!
I love this stuff. Great sound – great words.
Funny how a year of exploration makes one understand your words in a deeper way… Very nice. Way back when you did this before I commented on a line that said “I used to have lots of answers. Now just looking for better questions.” But when I looked back at the poem from last year it wasn’t there. Not here either. Did I imagine that?
I know we have said such things. You know things now that no longer require belief or words. There are no words for the most important things. It’s fun though to still play with them.
🙂
My words don’t explain anything only hint at what we have forgotten. I have not taught anything only reminded you of something you have known forever.
I know, sweetie. I was just wondering what I was thinking about or referring to when I made the comment. I find it all captivating. 🙂
It will come back to you