The Open Way: Vulnerability
Through Ariel Spilsbury
You chasten me to open to you
like an iris
exposing its juicy, nectared mystery.
It appears to be a great risk
you ask me to take,
opening to you.
Some call it
Vulnerability
But vulnerability is a lie because
As a living system,
A flower among many,
I only appear to have a choice to
remain open
In truth it is natural law
as with flowers,
to remain vulnerable, open, or die,
(at least inwardly.)
The poignancy is found in the consciously choosing to
Remain open..
for the pain,
for the joy
trembling,
(the only way out is through)
reaching, reaching
for the fragile connection
between hearts
for a momentary blending,
a communion
with original cause… with Love.
And so,
I consciously choose
to keep the way open
to my heart-flower,
fragile, tender, sometimes tentatively open
to the laughing,
to the weeping
Open, tenderly,
Open poignantly,
Open, hopefully
But open by definition.
Loving scribed by Ariel