Meditations: “This Is How We Are Called”
In the hours before the birds
with chiming voice,
a silent breath rests in the pines,
and upholds the surface of the lake
as if it were a fragile bubble
in the very hand of God.
And I think,
this is how we are called.
To cup our hands and hold
even when the sirens begin,
even when sorrow cries out, old and gnarled,
even when words grow fangs and rend.
like the golden hollow of a singing bowl,
like the towering rim of mountains
this slumbering and mist-draped valley.
How We Are Called: A Meditation Anthology, Skinner House Books, 2003
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