The sacred motion of this verse
moves me to laughter
the trial of my brother
fosters forgiveness
suffering in each breath
before the gentle hands
of God lifts the earth.
Plant the roots deep here,
where tears mix with the sky
and the forester
is given the gift
of nurturing
love from soil
and stretching
to the stars.
Joy is easy here.
As easy as leaning into
all that is awake
and abundant
with the body.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
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Nicely done...
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