Humbled

I am
But a seed

What grows out of me
Wasn’t mine
To choose

Entire Universes
Flow through me
From the Source

No more belonging to me
Than a teacup
Contains the river

Each time
I get to die a little bit
And surrender

Each time
I am humbled

By my own creation

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Illustration by Deborah Koff-Chapin

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