GETTING IT

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for J.C.

For many years you don’t get it.
You know you haven’t gotten it.
But there’s still time and
maybe you’ll get it.

You cultivate the persons, places,
things that appear to have it.
What you get there is proof
that you still don’t get it.

It’s above you, beyond you.
It’s all Greek, which you don’t speak.
You need more experience,
you need more education.

You need the magic formula,
the password, the key.
You need a teacher, a mentor,
a confidante, confessor, referee.

You have tried hard,
been nice to people–
maybe nicer than you should.
How long can this go on?

Until you don’t care anymore.
Then in a desert breeze,
a written word, a flower’s heart,
you hear the temple gong:

you already have it,
you’ve had it all along.

6 responses »

  1. Lovely poem.

    It triggered this and hope it’s okay to share here:

    He searched for love, in others, from others, in the deepest canyons, on the highest peaks – if only he’d looked within.

    Peace,
    Eric

  2. It seems this poem was written just for me! After years of not getting it, I finally feel free that I don’t have to get anything. I only need to go with the flow and enjoy not getting it. I loved the poem and it was so liberating for me! A toast to just being! Eileen

  3. Oh yes, excellent Cynthia, thanks for suggesting this one! 🙂 We nearly always have the answers and the ability within us all along. Our genius brains are so clever and concealing it somewhere – maybe for later? But when later comes along, we appear not to have what we need. I find it a hard job convincing myself sometimes that I’ve seen this pattern over and over, and I always feel ‘I really haven’t the answer this time’ but it’s never true – the answers are in us. If I find myself feeling like that now, I just say out loud “I have the answer. I can’t think what it is right now, but I do ‘have’ it”. It works every time. Some answers take a little longer than others, but they are never too far away. i wish I had understood this 20 years ago! The trick for me is just to remember to say that, regardless of how I feel, and never agree with the negative suggestion, that there is no answer.

    And I love the way you ended the poem. It is like a desert breeze and a temple gong. A refreshing, revitalizing light bulb moment! 😀

    Until you don’t care anymore.
    Then in a desert breeze,
    a written word, a flower’s heart,
    you hear the temple gong:

    you already have it,
    you’ve had it all along.

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