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Laura
Birdwings Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look, and instead, here's the joyful face you've been waiting to see. Your hand opens... More »
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Birds Nesting Near the Ocean Soul, if you want to learn secrets, your heart must forget about shame and dignity. You are God's lover, yet you worry what people are saying. The rope belt the... More »
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"Would You Bow?" If the Friend rose inside you, would you bow? Would you wonder where that one came from and how? If you say, "I will bow," that's important. If you answer, "But can... More »
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Burnt Kabob Last year I admired wines. This year I am wandering inside the red world. Last year I gazed at the fire. This year I am burnt kabob. Thirst drove me down to the... More »
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A Story They Know It is time for us to join the line of your madmen all chained together. Time to be totally free, and estranged. Time to give up our souls, to set fire... More »
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Daring Enough to Finish Face that lights my face, you spin intelligence into these particles I am. Your wind shivers my tree. You make my dance daring enough to finish. No more timidity. Let fruit... More »
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My Worst Habit My worst habit is I get so tired of winter I become a torture to those I'm with. If you are not here, nothing grows. I lack clarity. My words tangle and... More »
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Soul, Heart, and Body One Morning There is a morning where presence comes over you, and you sing like a rooster in your earth-colored shape. Your heart hears and, no longer frantic, begins to dance.... More »
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What I See in Your Eyes Out of myself, but wanting to go beyond that, wanting what I see in your eyes, not power, but to kiss the ground with the dawn breeze for... More »
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.....more rumi..... Water from Your Spring What was it in that candle's light that opened and consumed me so quickly? Come back, my friend. The form of our love is not a created form. Nothing... More »
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