Becoming a Bridge of Expression

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I have walked to the edge, I have breathed in the wind… but I did not see God

I focused my sight, gathered all my might, then shut my eyes tight!

But still I did not see God

So I let go of all that I had carried with me,

my coat, hat, and shoes and sat down to weep.

And now that my tears into a river have turned,

Flowed through my heart on a course I can’t see

All that I’ve known has withered and burned

The unknowable presence of God is Me.

looks like a fae hole

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