Our Hearts Burn

A special spark rises

from the sorrow of a burning heart.

Have you ever heard

how the sigh of a broken heart

touches the Beloved?”

― Rumi

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do not our hearts burn

as we read of brutality

and abuse?

do not our hearts burn

as we see the rich and powerful

abuse their riches and power

and oppress the poor?

do not our hearts burn

when people we love leave this life

and leave us

missing them?

lost love

lost hope

the sparks fly upward

to touch the heart of the Beloved

and shine

as many as the stars

are the sighs of the world

Breathe deeply

watch the smile of a young child

taste the joy, and

breathe deeply

listen to a tired cry

and breathe deeply

watch as flakes drift lazily in the morning sky

each unique and perfect

and breathe deeply

feel all the emotions that roll through your soul

the anger and fear

the love and the peace

and breathe deeply

go into the depths and allow yourself

to awaken

to touch

that place inside you where the Sacred lies waiting

the infinite in the finite

we are the children of the sacred

we have an umbilical connection to the Source of all

life and creativity and love

draw life forth

and sing new worlds into creation

breathe deeply

God is Sneaky Like That

“The multiplicity of forms! The hummingbird, the fox, the raven, the sparrow hawk, the otter, the dragonfly, the water lily! And on and on. It must be a great disappointment to God if we are not dazzled at least ten times a day.”

                                                                ― Mary Oliver

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people

people

people

more people

rushing hurrying

eyes down

not seeing

not feeling

hit and run drivers

careening down the sidewalk

and yet

even in this place

God dazzles

the beauty of a frozen puddle

the stark outline of a tree etched against the sky

a statue of Gandhi

the smile of a new friend

laughter echoing through a room

God is sneaky like that