Tuesday, November 6, 2012

WARM CIRCLES


Rich and full
And brimming over
Abandoned abundance
Rushing, tumbling
Generous excess
Spills out all around me
And into my body
Covering my mind
With a comforting wrap
Absorbing the nurture
The value and the respect
Hungrily eating
The stretched out invitation
To come to a table
Laden with riches
Treasure and jewels
Dripping in cream and wine
And deliciousness
 Dishes prepared from
Tear-stained hearts
Fully alive to the joy
And sorrow, the non-ness
And rawness
Welcoming me into the glow
Of warmth and hum
Away from my dark isolation
Brittle and parched
And saying "Come, come,
Stay awhile.  Stay as long as
You like.
This great expanse is
Yours to live in, to love in,
To die in, to move in,
Stay.  Stay here."

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