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NaPoWriMo — April 18

Sometimes a poem comes up and gives us a little nudge.   This poem by Dorianne Laux reminds us that the holy and the sacred can be right in front of us and we are sometimes too busy or too tired to notice.  Anita J. Augesen

 

Dust  by Dorianne Laux

Someone spoke to me last night,

told me the truth. Just a few words,

but I recognized it.

I knew I should make myself get up,

write it down, but it was late,

and I was exhausted from working

all day in the garden, moving rocks.

Now, I remember only the flavor —

not like food, sweet or sharp.

More like a fine powder, like dust.

And I wasn’t elated or frightened,

but simply rapt, aware.

That’s how it is sometimes —

God comes to your window,

all bright light and black wings,

and you’re just too tired to open it.

 

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