i’m of Handwoven birth
dust and dreams
poems and prayers
of people
position
place
i feel the earthborn current
as it powers down
in natural course
and life sometimes
as on funeral wake
the silence
and remembering absence
then too in tears and stories
embracing
releasing
letting go
the internal pandemonium
of shrewd collusion
conspiratorial pride
feigning humility
with the sully of self aggrandizement
and permanence
that stubborn child
still fighting
to overpower change
let life come
where joy is found
let life come
in the longer wait
let life come
in the deeper reach
let life come to you
A poem by Greg Nelson
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