Note from Suzanne: Yesterday I came across one of Sanaya’s poems from January 2011 that really spoke to me, so I posted it on my Facebook Page. It hit home with a lot of people, because the response was tremendous (Thanks for your comments everyone, I love the interaction!). I was so pleased this morning in meditation when I realized Sanaya was giving me another poem. It is still amazing to me to have the rhyming phrases flow so quickly and easily with their great messages. Enjoy!
You look upon the grass that’s green.
With envy you do gaze.
In doing so what’s in between
Appears as if in haze.
How often do you overlook
What’s right before your eyes?
Your life is like an open book
Yet to you the end’s the prize.
The race belongs not to the swift,
Not to the one who gets there first.
Each moment is a golden gift
Savored slowly, not run all in one burst.
Relax, you’ll get there when you see
There’s no end, just here and now.
To know this is to be set free.
So just surrender and allow.