The
Earth
Lifts its glass to the sun
And light — light
Is poured.
A bird
Comes and sits on a crystal rim
And from my forest cave I
Hear singing.
So I run to the edge of existence
And join my soul in love.
I lift my heart to God
And grace is poured.
An emerald bird rises from inside me
And now sits
Upon the Beloved’s
Glass.
I have left that dark cave forever.
My body has blended with His.
I lay my wing
As a bridge to you
So that you can join us
Singing.
with Daniel Ladinsky
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