I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Friday, January 24, 2014
The beginning of love
“The beginning of love is the will to let those we
love be perfectly themselves,
the resolution not to twist them to fit our own
image.”
― Thomas Merton, The Way of Chuang Tzu
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those eyes
those eyes
O man of Galilee
that looked down dusty paths
at dusty village
and saw dusty people
wonderful
beautiful people
who in their imperfections
were yet
perfect in your sight
who were who they needed to be
and where they needed to be
in that moment when you gazed on them
and let them be perfectly themselves
and set them free
those eyes
those eyes
look through many eyes
even my eyes
and when they do
there are only people made in
your
image
wrinkled people
soiled people
wounded people
wonderful people
beautiful people
there to be
loved
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