Poem: The Oracle

mb36-TheOracle1Celebration of Tet, 2004 Stop. Drop everything except your breath and walk toward the altar like a bride advancing toward her beloved. Sit on your cushion tall and serene, concentrating until your heart’s desire burns in your chest like a glowing ember. Then lay yourself face down on the earth, letting the hard shell of your mind crack open, spilling its arrogance into the soil. When you are empty, stand up. Breathe three times. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. Then leap into the wishing well. From the other side of time, deep at the bottom of the well, a poet will raise his arms, catching your fall. His love will lift you back into time, holding a ticket to joy. This ticket bears a number that corresponds to a door. Find this door and open it. On the other side is a path. Do not hesitate. There is no mistake. This is your path. Straight ahead, the object of your desire reaches out to take your hand.

Emily Whittle, True Wonderful Happiness, lives in Red Springs, North Carolina and practices with the Healing Springs Community of Mindful Living.

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