What Sweet Fruits

poem | 235 words a message to a friend who is working too hard

What Sweet Fruits

by Maja Apolonia Rodé 


A message to a friend who is working too hard:


You are the whole panorama.



What you see is

who you

are.



You are king and kingdom both.

There is no holy presence

other than your own.



When you see

with the eyes of your heart,

the sunlight of your being shines upon

the world around you

and all the universe unfolds

like a flower.


This is the birth of love.



Be not afraid of what comes next, for you already are

the most magnificently satisfying

climax of Life's Epic Tale.

You already are

your greatest dream of becoming.

You already are that which resolves

every paradox of being

and not being.



Become nothing.

Do nothing.



Instead, lean back

into the streaming current

and let life move you and grow you

from the inside

out.



When you don't know what to do next,

stop and ask: "What is it that I serve?"

Savor the beauty of that

calling for a time,

then

,

let the question "What next?"

be like a seed planted in the rich soil

of your passion and compassion.

Put your ear to that ground

and listen so closely you

can hear the sound

of that seed

cracking

open.



Follow the sound of that calling

until you become the

seed

sprouting

and not yet knowing

what love will make of you,

not yet knowing what

sweet fruits

will fall from your branches in time

and deliciously nourish

this hungry world.

❤ 2021 | Maja Apolonia Rodé

  • The first line of the above poem echoes the words of an ancient sage, Jnaneshwar:

    “If it is said that I am concealed by the existence of the world, then who is it that blossoms in the form of the world? Can a red jewel be concealed by its own luster? Does a chip of gold lose its goldness if turned into an ornament? Does a lotus lose itself when it blossoms into so many petals? When a seed of grain is sown and grows into an ear of corn, is it destroyed or does it appear in its enhanced glory? So there is no need to draw the curtain of the world away in order to have my vision, because I am the whole panorama.”

    ~ Jnaneshwar

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