Find Refuge Here

A poem on becoming more intimate with life exactly as it is.

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Nothing to return to
and nowhere to go,
instead
just intimate
with reality
pressed into what is
true,
much like petals
in a flower press
capturing colors
of a moment in time.

Life is not static
and still
can you love
each emerging
moment’s texture,
tending
this basic relationship
with
and in
reality
itself?

Find refuge here:
being alive
in relationship with what is,
given to this moment
as divine submission
to mystery
called by many names.

Like the flower pressed
even
in hard spaces:
become
greater bound to reality
as it is
with love
and in love
with life
exactly as it is.

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