As I’m preparing for Movement Day NYC 2012, a reflection on the subway caught my eye from a couple years ago. It reminded me how many people pass me everyday, people I’m not even aware of. Sometimes I plan my day to take the longer train, just to have more time to see people, and see opportunities to serve. What will you do as you prepare for Movement Day? www.movementday.com
I even wrote a little poem for you…
Hidden hearts and open pockets
Zippers choke, so we open
Bag it and the excess spills out
Where is the pouring out?
Coming from? Going to?
Over stimulated, I’m weighted as my spirit floats
Feet shuffle, Harlem blazz, Savoy truffle
Stop missing someone you’ve never seen
I can’t concentrate on anything but finger prints of beauty
I tear up and they smudge
Thumbprints circle the phone, thoughts spill out
Excess falls down. Chin up
Waiting longs till we have faces
I’ll see you when we get there…
You miss a lot of local people on the express
Face the excess and take the scenic route
I’ll be seeing you, and we will have faces
Everyone rushes at rush hour
And no one goes anywhere
Wait here, let go in the moment
Flow with the seasons. Be.
Excess on D express.
-Amy Diane Morrow, September 21st, 2010