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excerpt from “The Heart”
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I was a child who
Wanted to
Escape
And on rainy days
I sat in a chair next to a lamp
In the room saved for
Official company
And rather than
All that
I took the quiet
And went into books
With
Stories that saved
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Photo by Amaan Ali on Unsplash
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Psalm 43
miracle-song
a miracle of unexpected grace
I paraphrase while reading a
line of text, which in fact ends
differently
but maybe that is what miracle
is, unexpected science and
grace, an unplanned gift from
divinity,
which we need so badly (or so
well)
no judgment in receiving, who
is worthy (who is not), no more
than in evaluating the giver
something is saved, and that’s
what matters:
material of miracles making up
the rest
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