In the quiet still
hours of winter
it is too easy
to close the door.
To make a cozy place
in the midst of the known,
To build a house
made of the ordinary,
with no room
for unexpected guests.
A place to curl into
the gentleness of sleep,
and hide in the safety
of closed eyes.
But keep watch:
the door refuses to latch.
At any moment, even now,
it could be flung open
to the Miraculous.
If you look you will see
the door is already ajar,
and a sliver of glimmering light
cracks open your easy darkness.
2 comments:
Trying new things keeps one more aware of oneself and others. Having recently participating in two new classes and becoming part of a new group of old friends, has made me aware of opening my circle of love up OR stretching the circle larger. It is true that a circle has no beginning and no end. I am in a huge process of learning and it feels right. It is true that when one door closes another opens in a BIG way!
I am so glad that you are sharing your reflections. I love how you never stop opening doors and trying new things. You are one of the most open people I know.
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