Wednesday, November 13, 2013


There are circles

Indwelling, inclusive, allowing


So behold all the blessings


As you move past believing, below the mind’s knowings


Breathing in


The now



Now silent,


Now moving,


Now island,

Now plain,

Stretching out in all stretchings

As love’s presents rain.


Looking westward, yes, listening

With heart’s beat for company


Know your own truth song again and again


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