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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 Rose

Night bus home

A Comfort Sent to You

Black Lung

 

Traveler in the Unseen



Just a few petals
of sun have ignited
the pond
and already I am
sinking in light,
an unseen light,
which is everything,
only pretending to be broken,
to be form,
to be you and I
until the day we surge
back into shapeless,
unleashed joy that
for now is only a
honey-colored,
rain-scented
legend on the edge
of awareness.

And here comes the wind
with its ghost body
splashing through
leaves and sky,
all tinsel and dizzy green.

Make room for me,
romping spirit,
rinse me
in the floating hope
that traveled all the way
from Heaven.

Tell me more about God . . .

See, the crane knows:
Without moving,
he stepped out of the
backdrop of his
shaggy world
and here he is unfolding
into a shock of
wings and power—
what a conspiracy of beauty
and wordless understanding
I can somehow unravel . . .

So here is truth:
We never left.
We never failed.
It was here all the time—
that thing we were screaming
for in the part of ourselves
we forget is real.

Wandering now . . .
beyond the silence,
a stranger in all this
knowing.

In the Absolute we are
the Unseen. We return
to where we began:
in the complete
and unquestioning love
that always was.

Patricia Joan Jones





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