Birdwings

imageYour grief for what you’ve lost lifts a mirror

up to where you’re bravely working.

Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,

here’s the joyful face you’ve been wanting to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.

If it were always a fist or always stretched open,

you would be paralysed.

Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding,

the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated

as bird wings.

 

Rumi

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2 thoughts on “Birdwings

  1. mandy wilkinson says:

    that’s beautiful, Linda. Thank you. hope you’re having an amazing time! Mx

  2. Malcolm says:

    Thank you for your continuing gifts of Rumi
    He really is an extraordinarily insightful poet.
    Malcolm

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