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A fervent, tender wind lifts
the wheel of itself
above the daily body
of everything.
The luminous phrase
the fox hums in her willingness
travels straight into the
ghost of my woodpile heart.
Emptiness, tiger, honeycomb, puddle:
nothing is not you,
unstoppable and attentive,
the lord of gorgeous
little weeds
and ant language.
Everywhere, I hear
the porcelain music
your light unfolds.

©Laura Sorrells 2012
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Always, the radical
wisdom of paradox
brings me the work
my spirit yearns
for. The austere gifts
of conversion reveal
a frontier I have always
longed for in the
secret obedience of
my heart. Love's
pensive psalm travels through
and with me
like the surprise of a shout
in a dream, an ancient
source remembered, holy,
sweet, and fierce.

©Laura Sorrells 2012
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Silent like deer,
My afternoon
finds its garden,
Large and sun-drenched
Amid the blossomed snow
Of now.

©Laura Sorrells 2008
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Tags:   2008 birdhouse home snow portal winter silence deer garden stillness mindfulness the eternal now the holy instant February blossom afternoon Saturday none

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The unfailing laughter
your compassionate fire speaks
enters the wilderness of rust
that my little soul has built, teaching
me the blossoming
I pray for, showing
me how to want
that secret commotion
that leads to holy stillness.

©Laura Sorrells 2012
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Everything can show its heart.

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