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.
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Coffee and Rolls with God
Plant
So that your own heart
Will grow
Love
So God will think
“Ahhhh,
I got kin in that body!
I should start inviting that soul over
For coffee and
Rolls.”
Hafiz,
The Gift, Trans. Ladinsky, p.330
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ah let us plant in our souls
in that deep rich soul
that is
“the one who knows”
that is most surely
us
the seeds of love and hope
of compassion
and
empathy
for Sacred soil
holds Sacred seed
safe in its embrace
and bears
Sacred fruit
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