Butterflies and Open Space, Any Form
thank you, christy, for this beautiful post to the oslist.
Butterflies and Open Space, Any Form
our original thought wanders into chaos,
and dissolves
into a liquid body suspended weightless
at the wild and quivering edge,
ripening with the passion fruit of silence: yes *and* no
we re-mind
we re-member
the pattern of Our Body re-forms, and
the radiant chrysalis Opens
at just
the right
time
this is living in truth, and beauty,
in conflict, confusion, and love
these wings whisper into unexpected being
the fierce light-net that cradles the grief
this is the World to Come:
now
here
this
Love,
Christy
Seattle (finally cooler!)
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