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Writer's pictureTess Mallett

Beyond Yourself




A poetry portal for you to find yourself in.



Beyond Yourself


To be brave enough

To meet yourself

Beyond Yourself

In the space between

The fragility of falling

And the stable ground

In which you have

been standing

all along.


Yet your eyes

Have favoured

looking elsewhere

To the far horizon

Distracting you

From the sheer grace

Of truly

experiencing

yourself,

Naked,

Neutral Nowhere but here,

On the very soil

On which you stand.

Beyond the imagination of

The person who you have

Dreamed yourself to be.


Please know dear one

the mind will

Mystify and manipulate

To put you off

Your true scent,

As it loses grip

In the daily acclimatisation

Of trusting the safety

To be here, fully.

And experiencing

Your full breath

And open heart,

Non dependant

On mind or memory.


Drop the bags

You have carried

Tethered by

Windswept stories

of the past

And the very shoes

That have walked you

To this familiar shore

Of the most unimaginable

Deep resting place.

The one your heart

Has drawn you to

Since you drew

Your very first breath.


The pilgrims

death-dance,

Between fragility

And stability

Is calling you

To land in the

Maturity of your discernment

Of where your loyalty truly lies.

The very simple

Yet formidable choice

Of where you place

Your attention

In any given moment.


The fragility of personhood

Creating a feeding frenzy

Of fear and lack,

Or the stability

Of your heart

Ushering you

To the point of no return

To dissolve into the

Only stable place there is..

The space in which

You have no name,

Just Beyond yourself.


Through the agency of silence

And the stilling of your soul

Come into the true understanding

of disappearance.

This grand gesture

Of giving over

All that we have ever known

To the rapture of our reclamation

Is the most courageous act

Of our radical undoing

You will ever encounter.

All to arrive at the place

That you never left,

To land where your

Feet have always

been firmly planted.


Welcome home.

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.

.

In love and service,


P.S ~ Read more of my poems here.

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