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Image by Rassouli As events unfolded through the latter part of last month, I found myself blowing into my little God Whistle asking for strength.  It was a February of change and challenges that shook me more than anything had for quite some time.  The strength did come and right beside it flowed wisdom and [...]

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If a sadness rises in front of you, larger than any you have ever seen; if an anxiety like light and cloud-shadows moves over your hands and over everything you do. You must realize that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will [...]

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Image Locale Here is another “found” poem I have created.  This time I’ve brought Rumi and Rilke together.  No small task!  Great poets they were but not contemporaries as are Mary Oliver and Wendell Berry in my previous found poem.  This particular found poem starts with two lines from a Rumi poem and then alternates [...]

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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your recall, go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything [...]

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My eyes already touch the sunny hill, going far ahead of the road I have begun. So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp; it has its inner light, even from a distance— and changes us, even if we do not reach it, into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already are; a [...]

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I believe in all that has never yet been spoken. I want to free what waits within me so that what no one has dared to wish for may for once spring clear without my contriving. If this is arrogant, God, forgive me, but this is what I need to say: May what I do [...]

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Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by. Now overlap the sundials with your shadows, and on the meadows let the wind go free. Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine, grant them a few more warm transparent days, urge them onto fulfillment then, and press the final sweetness into the [...]

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This poem is from Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God. It is written that Rilke received these poems in what he called “inner dictations”.  Anita Barrows describes it as: “words that came to him mornings and evenings and that struck him with their force and persistence.”  Yet the publication of these poems was [...]

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Breathing: you invisible poem! Complete interchange of our own essence with world-space. You counterweight in which I rhythmically happen. Single wave-motion whose gradual sea I am; you, most inclusive of all our possible seas – space grown warm. How many regions in space have already been inside me. There are winds that seem like my [...]

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World was in the face of the beloved –, but suddenly it poured out and was gone: world is outside, world can not be grasped. Why didn’t I, from the full, beloved face as I raised it to my lips, why didn’t I drink world, so near that I could almost taste it? Ah, I [...]

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