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At God’s behest
I gave up being a star
to come to this sorry planet
and be a beacon of love
among the billions
who’ve lost their way.
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But then I forgot my mission
believing I was a fleshly body
believing I had agency apart from Source.
I pursued comfort and riches.
I was unhappy and afraid.
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Now I am old
and in this wrinkled skin
relearning what I forgot, that
the Truth of my being is holy.
I am light. My purpose is to love,
to shine.
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As God plays bells along my spine
Each hollow column joins the choir
The sacrals sing of roots and fire
Lumbars chant birth and desire
Thoracic bones play joyous light
Heart hums warm through ribs of night
Cervicals voice the spacious blue
skull bowl chimes its violet hue
A hymn to grace lays tone on tone
My life’s song in bells of bone
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Wild winter night
the old house creaks and rattles
Outside in the leaking dark
an old woman smiles
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Wrapped in shabby shawls
carrying a shuddering candle
she seeks a path around the grief
that stabs her groaning heart
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Keening low and lissome
shadows sigh and sway
a song of the lost and lonely
a song to singular pray
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She swallows the candle
She swallows the night
She swallows til nothing
is left but the flame.
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Old lady nails a yellow 5 on the door post
Raises her reedy voice to the widening sky
Moonlight, starlight
the solstice is coming
Ice light, snow light
winter stars humming
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Redtail, blue jay,
woodpecker, finch
Sing a song of four birds
a pocket full of leaves
Round the house
Round the house
a pocketful of grief
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Old year, new year
heavenly wings
Angels, ancestors
what will they bring?
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