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I think the manifesters are full of shit I have met a god who loves with reckless abandon But must be met as an equal No prizes for cowardly desires and Long-distance lovers Wrongful wasted wishes yet I do believe in prayer I have seen it herald the sun and Wipe clean the land and Change a heart Yet still I sing with Two tongues and An eye left back by the tree Softly asking for Small blessings and peace all the while That first priest in me is still dancing Relentlessly Pray

You sang for freedom Fighting everything that Bound you to the earth Draped across my back when your legs were tired I held you lightly and tried To raise wildflowers In all the cracks you feared to know

These years have been Hungry Though I have learned to be quiet Through careful rod and binding Words Make flesh Believe me Constant cavernous companion kept and Catastrophic til I was all teeth Smile for me Again Once more, once more Forever More Has all of this falling flying been? My aching the straining of wings? Joyously ravenous that I My lay here in the sun and feast Savoring the soft and sweet with abandon That this animal body sings My hands made to hold and to take F

Born again And again by my own hand Against my will Sure this hip will ache forever Peaceful towering clouds And a promise of rain Just beneath the skin My hands have been emptied of Rightness and goodness and The will to grasp and hold I worry now that youll see me If you looked My rebellion abandoned Arms outstretched against the sky Embracing gravity and the fall

Weather comes and goes And I its patient Witness Born only by the shifting winds Or the slowly dancing stars Yet something in the middle distance stirs Singing the changing of the seasons come At last When rampant spring has loosed its hold Over my heart and I dream more of horses My soul without a rider And parting you, this love A temple covered green again Rewilded I will breathe these mountains in

This morning I woke up bleeding Again this Aged war Shallow breaths, clawing trenches in my face The dog came down to sleep Wrapped tight against himself He'd rather be near And cold My hands build a soft home and he Drifts to where we all go And for a while I lay down my arms

once for years I asked god What to do with this love in my heart How to tend these burns To pluck these thorns once a priest from a faith not mine Said god comes not To slay suffering but to fill it with presence That I love Truly These embers wake And see better the divine through you Pause a moment, a passing life Let us pray