Ruin

Sometimes rain falls down heavy

Hearts break

Storms appear

Leaving chaos in their wake

And we reel all about the place

Trying hard to find

Our centre

Or solid ground beneath our feet

But if it is true

Just as the Buddhists say

There is no solid foundation anywhere

Why not brave our hearts

To make the leap

Even though we fear

The waters will be deep

And our being may not survive

Either drop or immersion

Conversion of this

Into a thing of thrill

Will mean the surrendering

Of fixed ideas of will

And the opening of our souls

To a most uncertain fate

But do we trust

We have the capacity

To not only survive

But thrive

No matter what

Storms or rain or earth quakes bring

That songs can rise

From deep inside

The heart of broken things

That some judge to be

Only ruins

For do not wiser souls

Already know

Ruin is so often

The birthplace

Of the new