What Shall Break Through
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Unreadiness
Winter quiet
Though it’s weeks
Away
The sky is thinking on it
And the ground becomes more laden
Storing what it needs to store
Welcoming the flora
Fauna
That shall be sleeping there
It looks like snow
And if I were outside
I might say it smells like snow as well
Breathes
The new season
However apprehensively
About extremities
Of ice in breath
And snow
That the insides of our bodies
Will not be ready for
If ever
Like the extremes of summer
I suppose
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Birth of a Mystic
Still
And still
Like the monk
The hermit
I await
And
Yes
These could be women
And each was
The desert mothers
Julian and cat
(female or male cat
I do not know
or
if there were ever
any kittens)
Hildegard
Teresa
Evelyn for the moderns
And who waits inside the cave
For insight now
Who bears the vision
We shall hear about
That
Shall be approved
A new generation
One of those young persons
Who dreamed dreams
And set them down
Enough
For publication
Or simply hearing here and there
Now and then
Until
The books
With illustrations
Shall appear
And we shall know we have something
Set
And new
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Dream Dreams
And shall the winter bring them on
The ordinary
And the visionary
Angels adept upon the scene
To work
With mortals
To let grace behind the curtain
Become miracle
Upon the stage
Though none of it is acting
Though it might be staged like
Jacob
Or like Bethlehem
Or the leaping suns
At Fatima
Or like the truce of 1914
That was like
That was
Grace
And miracle as well
Human gifts
No doubt angel-approved
When all could breathe
A moment
Inside heaven
While on the field
The wired
Trenched
And blooded field
There could be such a peace
For a few hours
Even gifts and photographs
To mark
The Christmas season
And now
I am afield
Dealing in ordinary mystics
But they’re there
They’re here
Thank goodness
And with
The names
And books
And famous patroned pets
Shall breathe in each of us beholding
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Someday Ordinary
(for now a working vision)
Someday let it
Be plain
The welcoming
The embracing
Through and through
Of each other
Let color be a second thought
After
The eyes that smile
Or look through pain
A common calling
To each other
With response
Ordinary
Welcoming
Usual
Assistance
The differences be sources
Of delight in every day
To wake
And walk about
Of world in unity
Through so much difference
To be of interest
And accomplishments
One person
One team
One nation
One people on the Earth
With a lively interest
In encountering the stars
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Peace, Love, Unity and Respect
Newark, Newark, United States
(x = space)
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Second Sight
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Be Thou, my vision
Begins my favorite song
In church
God should direct my sight
I should set my sight
On God
Maybe to the classic hills
Where help does not come from
Though our mortal selves might hope
But from God
Who made heaven and Earth
And those hills
Behind which God will come
If God wills
The will of God
We want to know
We get in wrestling matches
So to know
But the outcome is unclear, as the child’s
Magic 8-ball used to tell us
And then we grew
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God wills
It’s no fun not knowing
Inwardly, we might turn into fatalism
And there are less constructive
Ways
Is there a knowing beyond knowing?
I imagine so
But without genetic arranging
Or supernal training,
I must wait my turn
With the rest
Who want to know when heaven comes
And this be paradise
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Or what to do about tomorrow,
As if clairvoyance
Or supernal understanding
Were a guessing game
Sorry
If such, then such should be respected
All of us may pray, if we may
And we should,
Then use our best impulses
And instincts
Our best use of faith
To go through the day
Hope for tomorrow
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Clarity, the better vision
Direction, as we know it,
And we have ways to know a lot
With faith and allowance
For the rest
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Photo by Roland Seifert on Unsplash
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(x = space)
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Proportional Response
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It’s an eye for eye
Without, we hope,
Everyone going blind
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But then the blind we have,
Over-sensate in four ways,
Might have to lead
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The only ones who know
How to have sight
Without the eyes
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By Airman 1st Class Chad Warren – US Air Force Public Affairs [1], Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=7377988
A flight of F-15C Eagles from the flies during a solar eclipse in Okinawa July 22, 2009.
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Second-Storey Moor
On a misty-morning
Winter January day,
I look out the window
All I see is fog and
Lack of definition
Except for one tree
Of bare branches
Reaching black into
My windowed sky
I didn’t expect the
Art and science of
This: skillful, narrow
Firm and slender
Branches reaching
With a clarity that
Startles a black vision
Against smoky
Pervasive mist
Grey behind each
Branch, rendering
All else vague
What is familiar
Now is mystery
And invitation
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