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THE WIND OF THE SOUL by Nancy Carlson

This recent poem came to me from a reflection of “what is poetry”?

The question felt so wide open, as poetry has many facets. It also feels like a process, a creation or an unfolding of a deep knowing. It seems to have its own intelligence and principles of organizing, similar to the laws of nature. And if I allow it, surrendering to its flow, it manifests in the same way as all of life unfolds...from the most subtle to wholeness, completion.

Within the science of Ayurveda, there is a theory of the five elements, that everything in creation is composed of these elements. Starting with space and the expansion that comes with this. Followed by air, which like wind creates movement and direction. Fire then creates light and heat, allowing transformation to take place. Water brings liquidity, fluidity and cohesion...integrity. Then finally, earth brings form and structure, completion...it has been manifested.

Such is poetry and the creation of all forms, the microcosm of the macrocosm.


The Wind of the Soul
by Nancy Carlson


Surrounded by quiet
a feeling of space
time seems to stop
settling into
this expansiveness
noticing the chatter of the mind
yet hearing the sound
of another, a calling
speaking from a different place,
in a different way
feeling like home
from the heart
in this moment
a conversation with Truth
a softness, with clarity
are these messages from the Divine?
secret words
that speak of our eternalness,
our essence
words that ride on the wind
of our Soul
listening to the words,
beyond the words
letting them speak
surrendering to the currents
allowing to be heard,
and seen
sharing without attachment
or cause
letting it all bubble up
and out
into the world
the wind of the Soul...poetry.





Nancy Carlson: "I am an evolving poet, writing mostly as reflection, contemplation. But most recently, as a student of bhakti-yoga, as an expression of my devotion. I work as an Ayurvedic Lifestyle Consultant, Integrative Health/Wellness Nurse Coach, yoga/meditation teacher and Reiki Master. You may contact me on Facebook here or via my website 'Joyful Healing' here








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