Growing up Together

Is there a lot of stuff you don’t understand? she said & I said pretty much the whole thing & she nodded & said that’s what she thought, but it was nice to hear it anyway & we sat there in the porch swing, listening to the wind & growing up together —Brian...

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To Build a Swing

You carry All the ingredients To turn your life into a nightmare Don’t mix them! You have all the genius To build a swing in your backyard For God. That sounds Like a hell of a lot more fun. Let’s start laughing, drawing blueprints, Gathering our talented friends. I will help you With my divine lyre and drum. Hafiz Will sing a thousand words You can take into your hands, Like golden...

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The Same Suntan

Burn Every address for God. Any Beloved Who has just one color of hair, On gender,one race, the same suntan all the time, On rule book, Trust me when I say, that man is not even Half a god And will only Cause...

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A Pretty Song

From the complications of loving you I think there is no end or return. No answer, no coming out of it. Which is the only way to love, isn’t it? This isn’t a playground, this is earth, our heaven, for a while. Therefore I have given precedence to all my sudden, sullen dark moods that hold you in the center of my world. And I say to my body: grow thinner still. And I say to my fingers, type me...

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Patience

Above all, trust in the slow work of God, We are, quite naturally, impatient in everything to reach the end without delay. We should like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way to something unknown, something new, And yet it is the law of all progress that it is made by passing through some stages of instability- And that it may take a very long time. And so I think...

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Joy/Sorrow/Joy/Sorrow

Then a woman said’ “Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow”. And he answered: Your Joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the...

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The Second Layer of Hope

It is the nature of hope to become lost; what begins with high hopes often ends in deep despair. Hope hid under the lid after Pandora’s box opened, as if all the troubles of the world must be released before genuine hope can be found. Any hope for this hopeless world might have to be found inside the currents of despair that increasingly accompany the news reports of cultural unraveling and...

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The Four Sisters of Everlasting Beauty

The Four Sisters of Everlasting Beauty danced on a mountaintop in order to summon fire from deep within the earth. They danced until flames poured from within veins in the rock, cleansing them of selfishness and blame. The First Sister Was the Dancing Woman of Mirth, whose direction was East. She wore yellow, the color of awakening moments. She brought laughter, the first necessity in a world of...

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The Best Season of your Life

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your...

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The Knowing

The memory lies in us of how it could be in a loving relationship with one another, how it could be holy, filled with gentleness, kissed by heaven. And that love could be extended to everyone. There is somewhere within each of us a place where we remember and we know. It may have become but a faint whisper today, but when we are quiet, we hear it still. Through all the madness that has been...

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