Sunday, April 6, 2008
we lovers under the sea
a ... life, a tree house* = wisdom like beards on owls.
Song for the heart (my old friend) ... Hold on, hold on
Hold On to Yourself
All the light in all the horizons shines
in the skeins of our loving, our crying.
Love what you have to love while it lives. Tend it. Softly.
Use your hands and your voice
like a flowering word that has yet to open.
Say what it is you alone contain-- the unsayable Yes,
the inner fragrance.
Let rain within the inner gardens. Lushing as we speak
of it. Bend to it.
Peace and health to all who enter here.
Above all Hold On
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