ACCEPTANCE
ACCEPTANCE©
Glenn Johnson
Today longing burst into the blooming of acceptance.
For how many eons . . . into how many worlds
rotating . . .
coursing . . .
have I searched universe’s limitless space?
My elusive secret . . .
universe incessantly heralded: Acceptance.
Acceptance sang the earth . . .
as it was reborn time and time again . . .
season after season after season.
Acceptance the waters' dance rained now flowed . . .
to rest . . .
to evaporate . . .
to rain . . .
again . . . again . . . again.
Acceptance’s harmonic choir . . .
planets . . .
stars . . .
suns . . .
singing without question . .
as they turned and swept . . .
on ancient paths . . .
endlessly sharing life with a searcher I.
I will to accept . . . like all of life . . . I am dying . . .
being reborn . . .
again . . .
again . . .
again.
I too am traveling . . . my life . . . an ancient path.
I too am exactly who I should be . . .
whenever . . .
wherever . . . I am.
I am too.
. . . I am . . .
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I have lived in Tucson, Arizona since I was 7 years old. I graduated from the University of Arizona with a major in Inter-Disciplinary Studies: Literature, Sociology, and Psychology and a Master’s in Counseling & Guidance program. I have worked in the American Indian community for 18 years—both reservation and urban.
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