Aren’t We Here to Open Each Other?

Photo by Sean Oulashin

Aren’t we here to open each other?
To find the keys to one’s heart and soul

Unlocking mysteries and histories
A sacredness untold

All of us in these vessels
Some of us torn with shards lying around
Others with colorful spare parts shimmering

A project we all are
To break and shine
To open and soften
To live and love

How can we find God?
One asks
Who can bring us home to the Light of Truth?

Who will be the moon glistening on the shore
Who will be the sun rising

Each of us
A story by night and day

Beings entering and disappearing
Doors closing, others opening

Who can be vulnerable enough to look at me while passing?
Will there be any questions asked?

Some moments poetic
Others a frenzy

But what did we learn from each other
Where did we grow old when necessary?

Who’s the ancient soul who knows the footsteps of the birds in the morning
Who can show me and make me want to know why

Who can Love me like you do
In all the ways and shapes of clouds in the sky

Like a broken sea shell puzzled together
Or fine jewelry made from washed-up seagrass

Can you recycle the parts of me that seem unnecessary?
Can you wake me up to the mosaic that I Am, We Are, Heavenly?

Each scar a story told
Each wound a Word of the Wise

Every personality hidden like buried treasure
For us to discover on the inside

Who can be like poetry for me, finding and mining the depths of my soul
Like a mother sea turtle burying her eggs in the sand
Only for the babes to hatch and find their way back out into the ocean
Their home

Can you lead me back to my childlike Heart?
Can you love me back to the very start?

Who will be the one who reminds me of Who I Am kindly?
Who will steer me and be able to guide me right blindly?

A ship sailing may have no idea what’s happening on the shore
But You Know and I do

May we fall to feel
May we lift to laugh
May we shimmer to share

May we be here for each other
To Open
With Love and care.

​© 2022 Ashley Heacock