Michael Damian
Benediction
The moment when tears
are on their way
but not yet come.
The stirring of immeasurable depths
of sadness and love within.
The clouds each day this season
tell of tears on their way
as I witness the birth of this empty
and singing heart.
And if I begin to weep
for this world and all that’s in it,
then I know the ecstatic weeping
of this surrendered soul
will never end.
Timeless love is breathing you now. It is the subtle air of our being. But we become hardened. When we...
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