Awake

My incandescent self

Knew god

Knew nothing of god

Believed in my own worth

Wept salt tears of shame Continue reading

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Surrender

I surrender my ego

Into the pool of spirit

 

I surrender my mind

Into the hand of god Continue reading

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Carry On

Oh, carry!

Do not carry

Those you have loved.

For this, I have done penance in

A hundred hundred lifetimes. Continue reading

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Writing God

As I was considering which poem to share this morning, I noticed that the word god was in almost every poem I was considering. God is a loaded word, and one I was not comfortable with for many years.  Even now, it’s not a christian god I see, but the  magic of the universe.  Continue reading

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Perfection

When I was thirty, I didn’t know

That perfection was a state

Not required for perfect joy.

I did not know my worth,

But weighed it out in praise and promises.

At twenty, I thought

Marriage was forever and fixed,

That it grew in the utter absence

Of the soil and sun of love.

At ten, my toolbox contained one thing:

A road map for escape.

Now, I can keep my space clear

Love you without

Listing your faults,

Let you walk your own road.

I can love myself

No matter what kind of mood

You’re in.

I can deal with criticism

Failure

And praise;

I can embrace my flawed self

And actually look long

Into my own eyes.

At fifty, I am finally ready

To be twelve.

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Wise Girls Are Those Who Know

The Wise Girls have shown me

That one can be very young

And still know pain

That suffering begins

At an early age.

These girls who are

Radiant goddess’ children,

Before even their bodies have begun to bleed

In rhythm with the moon,

Already they have come to know

Shame

Dark thrown like dirt

Across their radiant selves. Continue reading

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Self-Love

Self-love is like a rose

That climbs

And twines

Within the cradle of my bones

Ubiquitous

Impervious

And fragrant

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