I am at peace
only as long as I ignore
the churning within,
the two angels
longing for each other
as separated lovers,
sea and shore overreaching,
undergirding,
heaven and earth
each pining for the other.
Only when they both
open their eyes
and let the other’s beauty
flood them,
let themselves see
the alien of each in me
both, not merely me but
stone, stars and all nations,
rightly imperfected in the other,
perfectly impurified
with one another’s grace,
reaching made embrace,
loving without owning
made having,
in this heavenly body,
am I finally
at peace.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
October 12, 2020