Mud of the moment

By Danna Faulds

Truth lives in the mud

of this moment. It exists

in the messy interplay of

emotions and relationship,

in the personality traits

I’d rather leave behind.

To experience truth

doesn’t take sainthood,

or dissolving my desires.

It requires diving into

the muck and mire of

what’s here, feeling

the anxiety or fear,

knowing the entirety

of me without hiding

from the shadows or

from the light.

Choosing to be whole,

awareness makes the

leap to see that I am

truth - always will be -

the radiant singularity,

the infinite in human

form. The lotus never

blooms with

sinking roots in mud.