a
slow
meandering
stream
am I
not a rapid
run
a wonder though
where and when
to empty
to be done
there and then
to find
I have only just
begun
Audio:
Audio:
the words
I over hear in a crowd
You are impossible.
still
whisper me
on my way
make me
remember
how
to meet
the wind
how
to be
child
how
to
be
impossible
Audio:
I am not
present
to my own
worth
though being
with you
the question
never rises
in
me
how much
am I
worth
Audio:
explodes above me
a forest in itself
stretches
its imagination
as I linger
under its endless limbs
for courage to grow
older and deeper
than I alone
can ever
be
Listen:
sparrows in a row
on a bench ahead
anxious to go
I come near
but they do not flee
with the customary fear
free of dread
the distance between us
for a moment becomes
bread
Audio:
like a leaf
to the sun
you hold
me
I
you
so we
true
through
Listen:
it is noon
it is August
the chapel
slumbers
a cleaning lady
at the altar
her dust cloth
stirs the silence
her slight limp
a reverence
herself
an incense
in the offering
air
with this
communion
I
leave
Listen:
too much
blinds
too little
too
a light
just right
happens
when
one
divines
the invisible
play
between
us
Listen:
Under a Tree
the tree is red
plays with fire
I stand back
watch it
burn
the tree is white
unbearable lightness
weighs upon it
the cold keeps us
apart
the tree is green
a singing bird
alights in it
I draw near
to listen
the tree is blue
never was one so before
this
I stand
under
Listen:
my name is
With
I trust your name
is too
so we
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