Out of
the Box Coaching and
Breakthroughs with the Enneagram,
Mary R. Bast, Ph.D.
Copyright © 1999. All rights reserved. Revised:
October 17, 2009
Poems of Transformation
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Blackwater Woods ("To live in this world you must be able to do three things ...")
Cottonmouth Country ("Birth, not death, is the hard loss...")
Cripple ("That's where I find him/Never when I'm ready")
Do Not Stand at my Grave and Weep ("I am a thousand winds that blow...")
I am the great heart of the heart ("Slowly I Wake...")
In Madness... ("I wonder if I had a choice...")
The Faces at Braga ("...we, growing younger toward death every day, would gather all our flaws in celebration...")
Lost ("Wherever you are is called Here")
ring of bone ("...always to be open to it that all of it might flow through...")
A Room ("...Hold, one day more, what is asked.")
Solstice ("It is the darkness that makes love to the light...")
The Twin ("When I was born my mother slept...Embraced the child she thought was me...")
Walking Around With Tubes and Bottles ("But for those of us up to it, walking around with all hooks hung, / There is that shared thrill...")