Today I move
from here to there.
Not far.
Just to where the light leads,
where it falls.
The radius of your love is wide
that I cannot spin out of it.
But some days are for slowing,
stilling,
to stay in the spots
where we’ve stopped.
Though my heart is out there
I rein it in,
woo it
that my body may lie in the sun,
my heart and mind accompanying,
restrained by your love.
And that you
would have all my attentions,
I sink into the central sphere
where your sights are focused.
Where I am fully present.
Ana Lisa de Jong
Living Tree Poetry
October 2020
🙏❤️
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Thank you as always!
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This is the first vow of the Benedictines, poem form. Lovely! Thank you.
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That is so wonderful to know, that I am in tune with the Benedictines! Thank you.
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