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Looking Up She Rises
Don Hynes
Old memories stir
like the coal bed of a log fire
fierce heat of distant times
when the circle was intact
and joy unclouded.
We knew we would forget but not
how hard forgetting would become
yet the oil of awakened memory
softens the wounding, easing
our entry into this day, this time
when only love will join us
only the deep well of certainty
water cold and full of solace
the Earth so wedded to our souls
that as we look up She rises.
http://donhynes.com/blog/?p=56
Don Hynes
Feb. 10, 2010