Arvo Pärt- Spiegel im Spiegel

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She sang naked impassioned vulnerable

for a moment and the sun burned

A second and it wept

disrobed

Standing bared raw and empty

ever to descend into form

wear clothes of pure substance

and scream passion

empathy, compassion

they were asking of me

am I open to who I am now?

able to hear my own song

delicate and full

and in my self refraction be aware of others

their music not an imposition

but a torchsong...

a full throated dirge of beauty only known through distinction, difference, definition, suffering.

a book full of yearning only fully known when we accept that even behind barricades we are singing

even the sun yearns for an embrace

to lose itself entirely in the other

to be as one

what exquisite suffering to encounter that which can only be known through limitation and failure

stripped of the illusions of control

peeled open and broken

open handed and full of joy

dancing with the devil but no longer playing God

something even God apparently couldn't bear

we're all made whole in mystery

make peace in acceptance

smile in love

haiku

back to studying
coffee and phone on my right
white light invades me

just a memory
you laughing in a cafe
overwhelming me

my laptop glares,
the familiar ache of
over exposure

but its all ok
water finding its pathways
bridging difference

haiku

warm wind eddying
echoing through ethereal
broken tiled rooftops

brevity today
turbulent isolation
of chosen cages