Archive for July 2015

Edge in the Nature of Things III

Sometimes the ground on which we’ve stood for years- That room, where objects we’ve known rest against its edges, Containing us like signposts on a pilgrimage- That place in nature, where spirit drops our feet So much closer to the grass… Sometimes the ground that has carried us Requires us to lean, fall over even,…

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Edge in the Nature of Things II

While once, perusing the life-lines of your face, Its landmarks of grace, failure; pathways of shadow, light, The question lingered, ‘What it is that has brought you salvation?’ I now see this as a telling for your rest bed, your death-bower, Where witness to the silence imbuing every life hangs… No, now what I want to know is this:…

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