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Light

New leaves standing in the light.

A tree forms itself in answer
to its place and the light.
Explain it how you will, the only
thing explainable will be
your explanation.

~ Wendell Berry, from Sabbaths 1999 IV, Given

This post is in response to Susannah Conway’s April Love 2018 prompt for today:  Light.

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2018 so far

On the shore.

The Moments You Have Lived

As essence turns to ocean,
the particles glisten.

Watch how in this candleflame instant
blaze all the moments you have lived.

~ Rumi

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A Wednesday wander

November Moon, a double exposure.

it was the kind of moon
that I would want to
send back to my ancestors
and gift to my descendants

so they know that I too,
have been bruised…by beauty.

~ Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

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16. Morning star

Daylight (this morning).

Daylight, full of small dancing particles
and the one great turning, our souls
are dancing with you, without feet, they dance.
Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?
All day and night, music,
a quiet, bright
reedsong. If it
fades, we fade.

~ Rumi

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No words of my own

Morning tears

There is a brokenness
out of which comes the unbroken,
a shatteredness
out of which blooms the unshatterable.
There is a sorrow
beyond all grief which leads to joy
and a fragility
out of whose depths emerges strength.
There is a hollow space too vast for words
through which we pass with each loss,
out of whose darkness we are sanctioned into being.
There is a cry deeper than all sound
whose serrated edges cut the heart
as we break open
to the place inside which is unbreakable
and whole
while learning to sing.

~ Rashani Rea

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10. A sunrise walk in the woods

Morning on the dock.

Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.

~ Wendell Berry, Excerpted from his poem “Given” 

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Forty Early Mornings

Glory of morning.

Forty Early Mornings Alone

A new moon teaches gradualness

and deliberation, and how one gives birth

to oneself slowly. Patience with small details

makes perfect a large work, like the universe.

What nine months of attention does for an embryo

forty early mornings alone will do

for your gradually growing wholeness.

-Rumi, The Illuminated Rumi

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