The Seed Cracked Open
By Hafiz

It used to be
That when I would wake in the morning
I could with confidence say,
”What am ‘I’ going to Do?”

That was before the seed
Cracked open.

Now Hafiz is certain:
There are two of us housed
In this body,
Doing the shopping together in the market and
Tickling each other
While fixing the evening’s food.

Now when I awake
All the internal instruments play the same music:
”God, what love-mischief can ‘We’ do
For the world

Our minds are seeds, planted in the soft soil of our bodies waiting to be carefully tended to with sunshine, water, and kindness. “That was before the seed/Cracked open,” Hafiz writes. What awakenings have caused your seed to crack open, allowing your mind to sprout and come to life? A seed has the power to flower under proper care – how will you tend to your mind and spirit today, allowing yourself to bloom? What in your world has shifted your view from “I” to “We”? What love-mischief can ‘We’ do for the world today?

Brianna Curran

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