08 March 2009

Welcome

What is a miracle?
I do not wonder
At the countless horrors
That have marked my way.
I did not survive them.
No. I am here now,
Remembering You -
Wretched-tears-sweet,
How gentle You ache in me.


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Today was a day to write poetry.

I read some Rumi and it inspired me.

I ate grapes after meditation.

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How the fruit of wonder
Becomes the wine of forgetting
Beneath man's feet -

Perhaps some allegory for the globe
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