calling all angels

There is a grace approaching

that we shun as much as death,

it is the completion of our birth.

 

It does not come in time,

but in timelessness

when the mind sinks into the heart

and we remember.

 

It is an insistent grace that draws us

to the edge and beckons us surrender

safe territory and enter our enormity.

                                      ~ Stephen Levine ~

balancing beauteous barge

awaiting the rapids

merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily

a bell, a feather, a prayer

the tides turn~the dreams churn~the limbs burn

the heart knows balance

witnessing from the edge

thai river meets the nooksack

falling laughter

pondering the opening

stones smile back

crossing the line

peeling away vision

ravenously bejeweled

light shadow outside in

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