1 + 1= 3

.I wrote this poem after meeting uncle Bobby, Hawaiian plant medicine embracer. His life is simple as he choose to live like this, just teaching young teenangers to walk the path of balance. Bobby is a humble man, and full of wisdom. During two hours of chat with him I understood much more than through many years of my life.

Simplicity….

On the way…

I will tell you
About the different layers of fear,
about being on the edge,
about escaping to a cave.

I will tell you
about the traumas from the cradle,
about the indigestion that rolls through the body,
about alienation and powerlessness.

I will tell you
about a bad journey,
about invitation and rejection,
about questions and crevices that hide in the corners and feel dangerous, and inappropriate.

I will tell you
about the river’s turn,
about the silence of the night in which bold decisions are made,
about a peaceful night and a soothing sleep.

I will tell you
about the moment when light emerges from the darkness,
about the path that is seen,
about the sharper colors of the universe.

I will tell you
about the allies of the forest,
about the openness of the firmament.

I will tell you
of the loud and bold roar of the ocean,
of the rushing, polishing waterfall,
of the family of stars and planets between and around.

I will tell you
of sincere, honest, joyful laughter,
of presence, hearing and seeing,
of respect in truth.

I will tell you
of sharing excess,
of a blissful gaze,
of returning to the source and of the gratitude of light,
of the simplicity and presence of plants.

I will tell you
of loving, connecting breath,
and that one plus one equals three😳😳😳

Mahalo Nui

Magdalena🦋

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *