It Takes Dying

It takes dying to awaken.
Each heart beat brings us closer
to knowing our True Self.

In Easter morning
there is a reminder that
death
leads to life
and life
to dying

One cannot be without the other.

I wonder, God, how it is that You
decided on this way
of holding on, of letting go.

I sat today watching the birds frolic
The trees adorned in their Easter finest
The wind danced with joy
In this I found your Blessed Presence
But holding tightly to It is impossible.


Diana L. Beardsley 4/4/10

Thanks, Diana for this profound and beautiful poem.