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.
Monday, March 16, 2015
That I might Rise
“This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to
trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke
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there is a heaviness to my soul
as if I carry in me
every hurt, every disappointment
I have had
As if I carry in me the pain and anguish of the world
At times I would like to leave this weight behind
That I might rise
Into the sky
and yet I know
the true gift
is to take flight
to move into the realm of the Sacred
whole
with all that soars
and all that is profound
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