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Memories of the Kingdom

In the Church of Ordinary Miracles

Finding Religion in Sperryville

Theater of Shadow and Light

Sapphire Birth

Web of Infinity

Voices from a Choir of Stars

Traveler in the Unseen

Into the Silence

A Soft Ascent

Through a Sacred Forest

Innocent Questions

On the Bridge After a Storm

The Sound of Creation

Your Song in the Ivy

Universe Within

New Empire

Another Afterlife

Where the Wind Lives

A Council of Stars

Another Kind of Prayer

Indigo Fire

Last Inch of Flame

Blue Home

Sacred Crone

What the Deer Understands

Some Water Lilies I Used to Know

Gates of Orion

Requiem for Yesterday

In a Moment of Understanding

April Snow

Symphony in Sable

Justice Denied

Gossip

Graduation Day

Fire from a Distant Life

Follow the Birdsong

Frozen Retreat

Welcome Jack

Remembering Spring

A River's Chant

Shadows of December

Please Live

Unholy Love

A Silent Knowing

Morning Candle

A Multitude of One

Love is Now

Follow the Birdsong 2

Archibald

Night of the Broken Glass, Revisited

Someone Else's Paradise

Canvas of Gold (A Tribute to Poetry Sites)

On the Edge of a Dead World

A Very Late Apology

It Is You

When Two Hearts beat as One

THE WOLD LIKE THIS!

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

His Love will Sustain Us

Forbidden

Visions Released

For our child

Dance Upon Shadows

 

A Council of Stars



If you don't believe in miracles,
then you've never heard
the hiss and crackle of eons

or seen the color of stillness
between the rage

or felt more than one
universe watching you through
rambling, holy eyes.

I found them
in their place of comfort,
their dreamless, beating drums
all around

and I knew what magic was,
and I knew my sacred mission
was to do nothing
all night
and be dazzled,
and of course,
I could only get it right, so
I said: here,
here are the branches that
lead to the ceiling of
chattering light,

here are the two moons
that are the raccoon's eyes
in the dark, and here

are the voices from the
book of the beyond—

some delicate tirades,
priestly fits,
a few crystal proverbs
I can put away
for tomorrow's pain,

and here is the wealth
the world hasn't stolen yet.

Sprinkle of millennia,
flock of stars streaking
through my one pure moment,
you are just words and
the blinding heart
of everything,
and in this space so close
to all the answers,
you are everything
I need.

Patricia Joan Jones





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