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포기하지 않는 방법에 대한 지침

푸크시아 깔때기가 터져 나오는 것보다 더
사과나무의 열매가 이웃나무 열매보다 더 많다
거의 음란한 체리 가지를 밀어내는 모습
그들의 솜사탕 색깔의 꽃이 슬레이트에 피어났다
봄비의 하늘, 나무들의 푸르름
정말 짜증나. 모든 흰색의 충격이
그리고 태피, 세상의 장신구와 장신구는 떠난다
여파로 인해 색종이 조각이 흩어져 있는 포장도로,
잎이 돋아난다. 인내심 있고, 꾸준히, 녹색 피부
겨울이 우리에게 어떤 영향을 미쳤든 간에, 다시 돌아오는 것은
계속 살아간다는 이상한 생각에도 불구하고
우리의 엉망진창, 상처, 공허함. 그럼 좋아,
나는 그것을 가져갈 것이다, 나무는 말하는 듯하다, 새롭고 매끄러운 잎사귀
주먹이 손바닥 위로 펼쳐지듯이, 나는 그것을 모두 받아들일 것이다.
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Varsha Apr 9, 2023
Patient, plodding, and all this after the the mess we made of us, really brings that beauty is still innate within ourselves, really great expressive poem with clear images to hold
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sadhana Apr 8, 2023
It is beautiful as carries it carries a depth.
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Lynn Apr 8, 2023
I love it when nature showers me with the petals of her celebrations. It is like a yearly baptism into beauty and the miracle of renewal, minus words or the burdens of philosophies. Man made spectacles can be obscene. A flowering cherry tree? Never.
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Tiffany Apr 8, 2023
💖🙏🦋
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Patrick Apr 8, 2023
“ growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty.” 🙏🏽❤️
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Sharon Bauer Apr 8, 2023
This startled me into tears. Thank you.
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Patrick Apr 8, 2023
For times just such as these… This morning I am reminded too of this (below) which is encouraged in Ada’s poetry— Solidarity Through Intimacy— This can be a tough lesson to swallow when we consider people we loath or consider “enemies.” Yet, when the incarnate Christ of Divine LOVE (Jesus of Nazareth) taught on this he specifically said that loving one another meant those people as well. So, while I abhor the evil that some do and say, I know I must still love them as God’s children even while speaking the Truth in LOVE to evil behavior. This has me thinking about the intimate and healing nature of talking story with another, including those I may not usually choose to do so with. I believe, that in the intimacy of one-on-one story sharing, LOVE (God) can speak to the heart of even the most incorrigible. Yes, even him?! Give me an hour alone, uninterrupted, to speak “Beloved” to him and the Spirit of LOVE may just transform him into the child God inte... [View Full Comment]
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Helen Apr 8, 2023
walking to the train
seeing spiraling blossoms
opening again
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Kristin Pedemonti Apr 8, 2023
Thank you for reminding us of patient plodding unfurling