Sunday's Miracle
Even after all this time
the sun never says to the earth,
"You owe me."
Look what happens
with a love like that --
it lights the whole
world.
Hafiz
From "Love Poems from God," Daniel Landinsky, Penguin Press. Available at your local bookstore.
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15 comments:
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A lovely pairing of poem and pictures! Thought I'd never see another mirror puddle!
Like, indeed! Rain, rain, sweet rain. And what a gift, the little grapevine leaf. A few days ago I walked past the vine and it looked sound asleep. Then, suddenly! . . . magic. Miracles.
Anons 2 and 2:21....is this how you get your jollies? What are you, fourteen? Eleven?
Toonces: Yes, clearly it is. So, pay them no mind -- zero feedback, please. They have more than expressed their key points: 1)They despise me; 2) They hate the blog. Which is why they keep returning again and again and again to say: 1) They despise me; 2) They hate the blog, again and again and again. Wash, rinse, repeat.
O.K. got it, thanks. Now, shoo.
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Thanks Ann, shows all just how open and understanding you are!
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