Becoming - Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

[Larry Robinson]

Becoming

The hurt you embrace becomes joy. 
	—Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī, , trans. Coleman Barks, “Silkworms,”


To wake and not want
to change anything. 
To let the heart feel
what it feels. 
To be disarmed,
defenseless
and so alive.
There are days
love claims us 
so utterly
we unfold 
into the moment,
whatever it holds,
certain we were made for it.
Nothing has prepared us
for this.
Everything 
has prepared us
for this. 

	- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
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