Who are you how do you be
What sense of self reflects your me
Do roots hold you to earth
Providing an anchor sense of worth
Self-possessed knowledge what you’re about
Percolating inside ballast stout
Center took years of work to entrain
Reflecting essence beyond your brain
Nothing hidden traveling your path
Fosters unfolding finding soft grass
Energy pouring from your cells
Entering a room your light rings bells
Awakened enlivened tempered to bone
So clear the presence so pure the hone
Let anger empty released at the source
Inner wisdom guiding you coming forth
Others recognize integrity from within
Know you’re not a creature of whim
Reflective presence nourished by goodness
Rarely regretful no sense of shouldness
How are you feeling about the presence you are?
How are others reacting?
Are there additions to make?
- Stewart Levine ©
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