There came a day
when the blood in my veins
turned to wine:
now I am always drunk;
When my eyes filled
with a special light:
now I cannot see darkness;
When my waking life
became as a dream:
now I am always soaring…
These things happened slowly
and then quickly
the way a flower grows
for weeks and weeks
and one day suddenly blooms.
There is no one who is not growing
toward their heart’s fulfillment.
Turn to the Sun,
drink the bountiful rains,
strive to push through that
weighing soil…
The rest will happen of itself.
when the blood in my veins
turned to wine:
now I am always drunk;
When my eyes filled
with a special light:
now I cannot see darkness;
When my waking life
became as a dream:
now I am always soaring…
These things happened slowly
and then quickly
the way a flower grows
for weeks and weeks
and one day suddenly blooms.
There is no one who is not growing
toward their heart’s fulfillment.
Turn to the Sun,
drink the bountiful rains,
strive to push through that
weighing soil…
The rest will happen of itself.