Thursday, January 28, 2010

All Things Together

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Quiet now, Heart of My Soul . . .
listen to the music of the molecules
floating
rising . . . falling
like my chest,
deep in silent sleep

This body mine
beginning its descent
following the curve of time
across the bridge
remembering, recalling
so much now . . . the little things
the tremulous moments of ecstasy
the broken wings of disappointment

Look softly, my mind’s eye
and do not judge too harshly
but instead . . . remember
all the loving
and the gifts you poured
the ones you rocked to sleep and
those whose fears you calmed.

Refresh your soul
with recollection of the good you tried to do
that good, which lives in fog and mist,
while all mistakes stand, waving flags
atop the hill.

Oh, be kind to your little soul
one of many, many of the One
You were carved with God’s own hand
and he will close his palm around you
with love . . . and take you home one day.
Only then will you understand
all things together . . . all things are One.

Joanne Cucinello 2007

4 comments:

  1. Thank you, Rachel . . . I sooo believe it too. So glad it resonated!
    Joanne

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  2. Joanne - this is a loveley poem - it speaks to me. This body mine IS
    beginning its descent! following the curve of time. 54 years already. Hard to believe......

    Many blessings to you and yours..

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  3. So glad you liked this, Brian. Yes, our bodies are descending . . . getting ready for flight one day . . without the baggage!
    Thank you,
    Joanne

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