Saturday, April 14, 2012

Second Person

Your holy story
creates a perfect spin,
a hoop of surrender,
broken and hushed.
Spirit exhales a shining
breeze.
In the silent garden, a vespers
raises a flicker of invitation.
Beloved, remain with
my flame, that I
might steep in the secret, yielding
breath I am beginning
to enter.

--©Laura Sorrells 2012
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7 comments:

  1. sageApril 15, 2012 at 6:29 PM

    The photo and the images of the poem go together and create a sense of the holy.

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  2. LauraApril 15, 2012 at 6:35 PM

    I am glad. this one just came to me, found me rather than me finding it, for once.

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  3. LauraApril 15, 2012 at 7:27 PM

    Actually, hearing Coleman Barks read last night may have had something to do with it.

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  4. Deepr WatrApril 16, 2012 at 3:43 PM

    Holy, vespers, invitation, flame, breath. Spiritual indeed. Even the egg shell speaks of transformation. For me, expressions such as this, whether in words or in photographs, do seem to find me, rather than the other way around. Thanks for sharing it.

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  5. LauraApril 16, 2012 at 7:07 PM

    Thank you, Deepr. I am glad you enjoyed it. The weekend was spent at an Interfaith Contemplative Conference, and it was really an amazing experience.

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  6. StratozApril 18, 2012 at 6:33 PM

    Remain with my flame... What a beautiful desire

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  7. LauraApril 19, 2012 at 6:46 PM

    Thank you.

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I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.