Rachel’s newest – really hits the spot!
This poem presented itself
after being inspired by this backyard photo.
Tomorrow, I’ll tell you a bit more about what I have been
up to for five weeks. Stay true, stay clear, my precious friend.
Pray tell! What seer doth divine
In soggy tea leaves, curdled wine
These ancient rhythms pulse, now bore
In loosening of the golden cord ~
A harlot, a jackass, a tune unsounded
The tale of the Grail, masked illusion unshrouded,
Strewn about, whirling unfettered grace
Upon center stage Love claims her place
Unraveled life, unpeeled, exposed
At once reveals the core of those
Who would not choose (as Heaven knows)
To arc in triumph, fall to repose,
Relentless hammers poised, now silent
The hush of peace blankets softly the violent ~
Cease now all suffering, wash clean all confusion
Dispatch swiftly your doubts, apprehensions, delusion
The gift is proffered, appears to shine
With blessings wrought…
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