Bernie Siegel, M.D., Heavenletters's good friend, everyone's good friend, has a big heart and is a man of a few words.
Before we get to Bernie, let's first go to the Heavenletter called The Art of Seeing.
When you read a metaphor in poetry, you look for the Truth. The Truth may be like a seed. Now as you see each human being you see, you look for Truth, you look for similarity, you look for Oneness. Find the metaphor...
I give you My eyes to see. I give you a poet's eyes. Poets see what most do not see. I am giving you the vision to see. I am giving you the apparatus of love. I am giving you a workout in love. I am giving you metaphors that will stir your heart and will bring love to the Earth like falling snowflakes...
What shall I not give you? What have I not given you? What is it that you lack except the art of seeing?
Bernie is many things.A man of courage. Totally honest, straight, unswerving. A man who says what he thinks and can even swim against the tide. He sure did when he was a pioneer in the field of body, mind, and spirit medicine way before it was known, let alone popular.
Bernie is also a poet, and he sent this poem to me.
As it so happens, I'm pretty sure that this is a poem that Bernie wrote long before this Heavenletter, The Art of Seeing, came out.
I DIDN’T WRITE A POEM by Bernie Siegel
I didn’t write a poem
I talked to one today
I met a beautiful child
You say all children are beautiful
Yes, until they meet their co-creators
Then the poem is often ruined
Losing its rhyme and rhythm
When you meet a beloved child
It is pure poetry
The rhyme and the rhythm are perfect
I wish I were a better creator of poems
I almost forgot that I was going to describe the Indian Ocean from my window every morning. Today, earlier, the sea was dark gray and the sky a light gray. Now the sun is out brighter, and the sky is more towards blue and white and the ocean is more towards green. Very close to shore, the ocean is very green. And after the green comes the white surf just before it hits the shore.