Saturday, 25 of May of 2013

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David Whyte – Sometimes

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Sometimes
if you move carefully
through the forest

breathing
like the ones
in the old stories

who could cross
a shimmering bed of dry leaves
without a sound

you come
to a place
whose only task

is to trouble you
with tiny
but frightening requests

conceived out of nowhere
but in this place
beginning to lead everywhere.

Requests to stop what
you are doing right now
and

to stop what you
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while you do it,

questions
that can make
or unmake a life,

questions
that have patiently
waited for you,

questions
that have no right
to go away.

~ David Whyte
From Everything is Waiting for You
 
 
 
 


Mary de La Valette – The Sacred Hoop

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I am the dinosaur
And I am
The buffalo.
I am
The plants and the trees
and the flowers.
The dust of my ancestors
Is in my bones
The Earthblood flows
Through me.
The Earth gives.
The Earth receives.
I grow out of the dust
Of all the bodies
Of my ancestors.
They nourish me
And give me life.
In the Great Circle
They are
All my relations.


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