BY LISA MARKS

Holy Grail

Running scared before the wave,
global warming, drought, war.
How to allow slowing
into the breath you take,
the breath that takes you?

Mercy needs a moment
to open the door for Grace.
Until then we are gazelle,
leaping before the fire
burning the face of our world.

Some days my heart is stone-heavy,
drawing into the bowels of being
where feelings settle.

Others, I find high places
where stillness lays,
a shimmering cloth
over sunlit surfaces.

Each day I am held,
flesh and blood,
bread and wine,
holy grail of a body.

For more self-study, The Urban Howl recommends The Universe Has Your Back: Transform Fear to Faith.

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The Cloak Of Leaving

When We Go Inside Ourselves And Stay — Finding Still Center

Wings Of Summer Drawing Us Earthward

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