Today is Losar
let the wind carry away my grief and sorrow
my fears and unrequited love
blow through me
free me from these haunts
like the grasses in winter
weeping, bent over in snow
brown and dry
let these energies die
and return to the earth
to feed the seeds of new vision
the fresh dirt and young shoots
of wholeness and love
of happiness and joy
of health and sustainability
on this day, I turn slightly
and step this way, not that
onto the path of light again
away from the burdens of the past
those villages have burned
the gates are closed
let me mystery guide me
to the new wonders already here
awaiting my arrival
let the wind carry away my grief and sorrow
my fears and unrequited love
blow through me
free me from these haunts
like the grasses in winter
weeping, bent over in snow
brown and dry
let these energies die
and return to the earth
to feed the seeds of new vision
the fresh dirt and young shoots
of wholeness and love
of happiness and joy
of health and sustainability
on this day, I turn slightly
and step this way, not that
onto the path of light again
away from the burdens of the past
those villages have burned
the gates are closed
let me mystery guide me
to the new wonders already here
awaiting my arrival
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