Thursday, February 20, 2020

"Sanctuaire"~Sanctuary



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Sanctuary
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There is a sanctuary
that opens
in the whitened arc
the silent voice
of these winter trees
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Reaching skyward
toward the hidden light
of transcendent north
the barren branch
with its naked strength
reveals the root of heaven
bringing refuge and release
from the binding storm
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Winged ones, raven and crow
 accept the solace 
the quiet offering
 and they remain
  inside the tempest wind
resting on ancient limbs
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Tree of Life
L'Arbre de la Vie
the immanent movement 
within the roots
patterns of breath
the sacred descent
into the cores of stone
the liquid glass
erupting into birth
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From this we gallop
toward the stars
bearing each storm
that blesses
catabolic release
transforming constraint
into our timeless unfolding
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As the tangled beauty
the ascension
of deep earth
is an archery of Light
within the Asclepian dream
that guides across Archeon
and the rivers of sadness
 become tamed
and tranquil
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It is all imagination
 this movement of grace
as the darkened root
is always returning
to the silver edge
of an unnamed sky
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