That Is The Way

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by Méia Jacobs

A little poem…
When all is stirred, we pay attention.

All was stirred inside
And then I understood
Peace may come and go
That is the way of the mind
But knowing how it feels
Keeps me responsible
All was stirred inside
And then I found my truth
One that is not set in stone
I know what hurts and what doesn’t
That is the way of the body
But knowing the difference
Keeps me paying attention
All was stirred inside
And then I understood
There is no such thing as enlightenment
Clarity may seem to come and go
That is the way of the One
But knowing it is actually always there
Keeps me here, and free.

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Méia Jacobs

Hi, I’m Méia – a tree lover, artist and wanna-be poet with a passion for garden gates, art, homes, history, and audiobooks. I'm growing my roots in beautiful Door County, Wisconsin, helping others do the same, and loving every minute of it.

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