Poem: Please Call Me By My True Names – The Mindfulness Bell
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Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow—even today I am still arriving.
Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow— even today I am still arriving. Look deeply: every second I am arriving to be a bud on a Spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, Already a subscriber? Log in You have read 5 articles this month. For only $3 per month or $28 per year, you can read as much as you want! A digital subscription includes unlimited access to current articles–and some exclusive digital content–released throughout each week, over thirty years of articles in our Dharma…
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