Saturday, July 15, 2017

Running with Rilke

 from Love Letters to God
You run like a herd of luminous deer, and I am dark, I am forest.” Rilke
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1.
I believe in Soul
the great ocean of it
married to life
shining out
everywhere
A soft April rain
          whispers
          remember
          remember
          remember me
LC
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2.
Two tiny shards of a broken dish
fit into one
Minoan flower
that ancient artist speaks
through the dust to my soul
LC
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3.
Silence is a gift of unheard music
a baby joy without words.
Who can net the connectedness of everything?
…its strange mortal-eternal dance?
LC
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4.
in Baltimore, a soggy August day
hot sidewalks hissing a mist
lights just beginning to come on
a dancer
jives, turns, writhes and leaps
higher, then lower, then higher
all the way to the bouncing stars

if she comes back
she’ll never be the same
LC
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5.
Evensong in my cathedral
where the saints are all those I loved
enshrined in their own music
a woman-god service
teaching surrender, fearful
or fearless, just letting go
into who knows what
a servant
going in peace

LC

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