Swing widely and disturb the eternal
like another angel on the trapeze who releases herself
into nothingness.
It doesn't take much pressure
or prayer after the gasp of relief
to believe that love is a simple flight of souls
when you watch beauty dance
in the coming and going of birds at first light
from the edges of protection
into the vulnerability of space.
Take your pen
and write on the blank pages of your diary
about forgiveness and perhaps the Beloved
will respond with a smiling truth.
Know your heart
and what devotion requires
and you will never launch skyward
alone.
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