Jim Johnson

If Ekhart Tolle Knew the Whole Truth About Life Jim Johnson

Stand and move into the liquid of light
Yielding your body
The glue that holds all things together is dissolving
Not melting
Mixing with the wind
Floating with dandelion puffs
All aroar with silence
See the fences
Heavy hewn logs and planks
Fine wires strung tautly on polished poles
These came after the Pine and the Birch
Who never knew
Holding back or letting go
Now we move through fences on our way back to
Moving through everything
I can feel my body moving through thin bark curls
Feel the texture of the rings
Passing through the dense heart
Lingering to notice melding life forces
My nerves and bones and blood
Mixing with her sap
I can taste it
Still
It?s easier to move through trees than brush
Harder still
Is that complete yielding
That comes when moving through
Oxalis blossoms and tufts of fine grass
We have stood with the ones who move
Now
We move in all directions
Standing and not standing in the one space
Soon we will
Take the appearance of singing and dancing arm in arm
Soon we will
Walk through planets into the sun