i put on the boots,
opened my eyes,
and started walking.
magic unfolds
from unexpected places.
the weak, beat up,
torn, broken, chipped,
discarded, rusted, abandoned,
weathered things
of the world
shame the rich,
the complex, the brand new.
unspeakable beauty
is to be found
in the dust.
and dust we are.
the trail of beauty
led me to a door.
the door opened into
a quiet space.
a space for letting go.
for resting.
for being.
a space of freedom
to find
the beauty
inside.
i will share more about this space. soon.
