how sorry we can be

What in your life is calling you?

When all the noise is silenced, the meetings adjourned,

the lists laid aside, and the wild iris blooms by itself

in the dark forest, what still pulls on your soul?

In the silence between your heartbeats hides a summons,

do you hear it?


and there are winged ones all around us….

inquiry for today~ maybe, just maybe…..

can you hear the heart beating?

only if there are angels in your head,

will you ever,

possibly, see one.

~Mary Oliver

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