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Over these writings I bent my head.Now you are considering them. If youturn away I will look up: a bridgethat was there will be gone.For the rest of your life I will stand here,reaching across.
If these writings can bring a turn
or an echo that touches you - maybe
a face, a slant, a tune - you will stop
too and bend over them. When you
look up, your thought will reach
wherever I am.I know it is strange. and there is no measure
for this. The only connection we make
is like a twinge when sometimes they change
the beat in music, and we sprawl with it
and hear another world for a minute
that is almost there.—William Stafford
Sending These Messages
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Open the letter of the body’s life.Inside the words, this body, your life, is a letterto the king of the universe.Go to a private place and open it and read to see ifthe words are right. If theyare not, start another! And do not think it is easy to openthe body and read the secretmessage. This is the most courageous work, not somethingfor children playing with knucklebonesin the dirt. Open tothe title page. Is what it says there the same as what youhave said it says? Ifyou are carrying a heavy sack, empty out the stones! Bringonly what should be given.—Rumi
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Pardon all runners,All speechless, alien winds,All mad waters.Pardon their impulses,Their wild attitudes,Their young flights, their reticence.When a message has no clothes onHow can it be spoken.—Thomas Merton
A Messenger from the Horizon, excerpt
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