The Lung Canopy
LUNG IS THE UPPER SOURCE OF WATER

Oh Integrative yin elixirā¦the roots of heaven float high onĀ
the mountain of life condensing into thin airĀ
A canopy of rarified mist linking critical and vibrant fluid
lingering in the soul like pure drops of functioning DNA
LUNG IS A METAL ORGANĀ
remembering an ancient past that metallically shinesĀ
a Sensitive and alluring glow into this present moment;Ā
an Awareness easily moved by the winds of change
and settles into pockets of fear and grief, coagulating densitiesĀ
that defy mental appreciation and furtive functioning
LUNG DESCENDS ENERGYĀ
Cooling and mysterious, this effluent life force
links the cosmos from above with The Essence below
that drops to the root of our Heavenly Nature
and expresses its vitality through all the vital organ systemsĀ
Awaiting a unique but communal Heavenly harmonic resonance.
LUNG IN CHARGE OF RESPIRATION AND BREATHING AND QI
The Lung asĀ rhythm maker aligned in unison with the heartbeat of creation
serving synergy and flow as divine tides beat fervently within the canopy
Pure Essence raining down its integrative gloryĀ
fertilizing the spark of life grasping for connection.
LUNG IS THE MOST SENSITIVE ORGAN
Oh sensitive soul of creation inhaling us into existence
with each radiant breath glowing embersĀ
of a unique creation that descend into a river of functioning flow
An organism containing a myriad of intricate vesselsĀ
that are woven into a pattern of wisdom thatĀ
blanket a surrendered soul into transcendent Bliss.

METAL ELEMENT AS SURRENDER AND DESCENDING ENERGY
Oh precious elixir of nutritive yin that captivates the life forceĀ
on each and every breath and allows us to surrender the yang
and expulsive and repelling nature of discarded toilĀ
and strife that serves us no more. Via the Large Intestine, we come to know the relief ofĀ
what no longer serves and stifling restrictive pain of holding on too acutely.
FINDING THE COURAGE TO RELEASE AND LET GO
Do I have the courage to let you go into the ethers?
to dry and wither as you crackle down on a new earthĀ
of awareness that hold our walking vision and to knowĀ
that unto Everything a season and time for Being
Can I allow Nature to take its course?
I grasp in my warrior knowing that tempting fate inĀ
a surge of will and haste can only foretellĀ
a dismantled tone that carries over into weakened form.
DARE I LET GO AND TRUST THE TRUTH OF LIFE?
the drying up, withering away, falling apart and decay
will i allow Nature to take its course
without the clinging need to use my will and force
FALLING INTO SURRENDER AND THE METAL SEASON
the leaves are changing. the brilliant colors of fall
the last gasp of summers vibrance and energyĀ
locked away for a moment with such pristine clarity
that we will drive miles and miles to cherish the wonder
GRIEF IS THE EMOTION OF THE LUNG
Am I ready to let go and allow change?
the familiar comfort of the present is tied
to a past that needs a reckoning
or essentials of change harken an awakening within
an emergence to Truth and dawning of intrinsic courage
will I allow this powerful force to emerge throughĀ
the cracks of pain that will never be repaired
except in the Divine kiln of compassionate flame;
FINDING THE COLORS OF FALL WITHIN
the colors of Fall blanket a healing rainbow thatĀ
will lead to the bleak intensity of a harsh clandestine winter
I am learning to awaken to what is going away
this form that will never be quite the same.
and presently attune to a full heart orchestra
of what is possible in the patterns that spiralĀ
waves of energy to the core of being and lay purposeĀ
to the heartache etched in the many colors of my attachment.Ā
LEARNING TO LOVE WHAT CANNOT STAY
you are falling away and will not stay
I cannot make you see the Love that remainsĀ
after I have learned to accept the pain…Ā
this beautiful awareness that hurts every cell
will never be the same againĀ
and only the memory remains of the time
we shared natureās BlessingĀ –
all that has been witnessed and cherishedĀ
since the beginning of time and thoseĀ
harmonic chords are stored in the lungsĀ
that breath a rhythm of loss that preparesĀ
the way for a new cycle – the breath of the past
is familiar and yet whispers change in exchangeĀ
for the secrets that cover up what has yet
to be integrated and understood.Ā
GRASP & RELEASEĀ
will you linger just a little longer
like a family gathering on a porchĀ
at the end of summer where only
laughter and memory fill the air
with good food cooked with a full heartĀ
and shared with a generosity of spiritĀ
that understands that healingĀ
is alive until the very last moment.
life and breathā¦each inhale and exhale
each giving and passing awayĀ
an opportunityĀ
until we rest in peace –
all that has passed is integrated intoĀ
the earth – Ā into our earthly body that
becomes knowledge in the bones as old as the hills
which speak history in volumes condensed
into momentary enlightenmentĀ Ā –
that builds over and over again until it passes
in the beautiful splendor of painful surrender
seeing in the blink of an eye – the tear echoes
the beauty of knowing this moment wonāt last
but it is as perfect as they come because of togetherness
Because we lived it to the very end of its present gloryĀ
and like to inception we saw it to the endĀ
and let it go like the exhale inside of usĀ
– the expiry of our form- in all its Love finds its wayĀ
back to the Void and Dark recumbent glory
A drop of Qi inĀ the every changing canopy of life
I remember what the River teaches as it flows through me anew.
