This glorious mystery

In the light of the dark,

I think about what has been,

and what will be in the unfolding

mystery of the movement

of this strange life.

 

In the dark of the light

I sometimes lose the way

to this glorious mystery

that creates and releases possibility,

Ike the opening of a flower

in the gentle breeze of

a fertile spring morning.

 

22/1/2017

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