"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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"Essence de Lumiere"~ Essence of Light

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Essence of Light

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The essence of light

is held within her

filling each gesture

of strength

with a radiant spill 

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Ancient compassion

glittering and unafraid

this generous nobility

steadfast

within her glance

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Those who bear Light

are given to this work

willingly 

they enter the shadows

and the dark lands

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The bearers are called

sojourning by grace

 to travel where light is required

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 This kindness is a key

unlocking the gates

of each grieving prison

that has no other release

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We each bear a given light

and the need to bring it forward

the intimate responsibility 

we have to this world 

and those we care for

yet we often lose our way

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So the Essence Bearers come to us

Poles of Knowledge

Poles of Mercy

Poles of  Light

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Show us this glittering courage

this unflinching generosity of soul

that we may learn to breathe deeply

into our kinship 

with all of creation

and the essence of life

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In Honor of 

Noor-un-Nissa Inayat Khan

January 2, 1914 ~ September 13, 1944, Dachau 

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The Bearers of Light remain with us always

L'essence de la lumiere est toujours avec nous

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" Le Relachement et Renaissance de la Lumiere"~ The Renewal of Light

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Release

The loosening of Light

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I have been watching this open 

the dispersing 

of energy 

the changing winds

that bring bewilderment

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the chaos

of uncertain storms

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Release is a need

established in nature

the culminating force

 of conflicting unions

bringing destruction

and creation

together

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Renewal is a need

a natural rhythm
of ancient cycles
that call to us
again
and again
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We are dismantled
by our Gods
and recreated by our love
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if only to taste the seasons
and a weathering of time
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The burdens we bear
bring wisdom
like a gathering of light
becomes the movement of grace
allowing forgiveness
and the unfolding release
of beauty
into our only world
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" La Chanson de Minuit apres une Tempete" ~ The Song of Midnight

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The song of midnight after a storm

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I want to go home now

I can no longer bear

human pain

and the sadness

it creates

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But I will not leave you here

 alone against the sorrow

and the dark

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You are my love

you are my demon

and what you bear,

I also will bear

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I am with you

as you are with me

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There will be another time

where we will be free

of these burdens ~

the salt of wounds

that run so deep

we do not know where they begin

or if they ever end

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Trust me

even if I am in a form

that does not please you

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My love will please you

and so will the song of healing

 and midnight

that comes to you from my hands

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The song of midnight

after a storm

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" Pour mon Daemon qui Suit "~ My Demon Follows

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My demon follows me

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I will sing to you

my darling,

my demon

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It is as if

it never happened

so long ago

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Circling your beauty

with patterns of flight

an untamed wind

following movements of light

within my mind

and within my soul

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I circle around you

skybound

and I find another voice

that speaks the name of love

weaving threads of starlight

into my song

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When darkness comes

I will still sing 

for you, my love

my demon

I will not turn away

from your eyes

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We have become pain~bearers

both of us

you know this truth

as much as I

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Here we hold the searing heat

and the darkness

of each life

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How can we manage

without our laughter

and still you come to me

with this as your gift

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How I hate you

for the beauty that you bring

reminding me

to live once again

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I cannot hold on

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I wish I never saw this light

that is burning within you

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I will have only scars

from this flame

that remains too bright

surrounding your spirit

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There will be nothing left of me

and maybe that is best

...I remember golden light

fused into the arching waves

of an erupting sea

and the silver shimmer

of stars

and planets

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Circling you

my love

Light is always 

what we need it to be

~ and never what it actually is

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Appearing

and then vanishing

inside 

of our breath

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" Ethique Ancienne"~ Ancient Ethos

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The Ancient Laws

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There is a sacred beauty within everything

the holy mark of light

within each breath

each word

each movement of life

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This silence fills me

and I cannot turn away from

the eloquence of it

and yet, 

you ask me to shape language

around you

painting, somehow

the symbols that return us

to grace

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Poetry is prayer

or at least a reaching toward you

for it is any distance from you

that I cannot bear

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Fill my mouth 

with shapes of light

that I may speak your name

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Fill my hands 

with every color of mercy

that pleases you

and 

brings you close to me

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"El Vestigio de la Risa Nocturna" ~ The Vestige of Night Laughter

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The Vestige of Night Laughter

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We are all given darkness

and an accompanying light

whatever is lost to us in the shadows

we can only find inside the sable path

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only the dark angel

unveiling the night within us

and the ethereal fluid 

the laughter of starlight

traces of silver motioning North 

 the mystical compass

inside his sable cloak

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it calls to all of us

the hidden journey of night

what we have lost into darkness

we cannot find inside of light

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 open the hermetic veil

 the cloak blackened mystery

potent uncertainty, fluid with grief

 enter this darkness

 with it's trace of silvered laughter

 the North Star, glittering of steps

paths etched of light

 a motion of truth

toward wholeness 

 the harmony of opposites

a spherical holiness

the paradoxical embrace

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We are guided by dark laughter 

through the shadow lands

a hidden map of starlight

inside of our breath

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