Tuesday, May 10, 2011

On Looking Up

The Visitors - Weldon Spring, 2011


Your grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror
up to where you’re bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,
here’s the joyful face you’ve been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
if it were always a fist or always stretched open,
you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting
and expanding,

The two as beautifully balanced and coordinated
as birdwings.

Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi


we don't see the jagged edges of the moon.
her luscious soft light bouncing in the night
she rules with a light touch unlike her lover
hot sun
night and day melt into each other
until we dream that they are one divine undivided whole
W.Bryce Riley

The Weavers

Through the warp and the weft
they are there.

Through the inhale and the exhale
they are there.

Through the zenith and nadir
they are there.

As the birds that soar and tilt and float
they are there.

The tapestry is large,
The work unceasing,

Yet, you do not work alone.

Look up!
They are there.

Joellen Floyd Lucas

"Lark Ascending"  by Ralph Vaughn Williams, played by Michael Bochmann and the English Symphony Orchestra. Please enjoy.

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