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Unforgiven Rapture

Now That You Are Infinite

Transcendence of Fury

What Little I Know

One With the Never-ending

Earthbound Supernova

The Majesty of Destruction

In the Infinite Now

Why We Love Dogs (A Little Something in Celebration of National Dog Day)

Postcards from Eons Past (Images from the James Webb Space Telescope)

Sanctuary of Flame

Microcosm

Glistening in the Dark

Walnut

On the Trail Between Orchids and the Otherworld

Words Like Smoke and Sand

The First Iris

The Totality of You

Winter Meditation

The Language of Wonder

Storms of Jupiter

Digital Chains

Plunging to Heaven

On the Shores of Cepheus

Why We Love Dogs (A micropoem)

Ascension in Gold

Crucible of Light

In the Last Green Hours

The Angels of Hawksbill Mountain

Beyond the Gates of Orion

Sanctuary Within

The Sacred Opulence of Abundant Joy

Sitting With Stars

Light of the Tempest

Nucleus

Follow the Birdsong

Celestial Rite

One More Moon Beside Me

Legacy of Ash

Born in a Field of Light

Resurrection in Albemarle County

Dialogue With Silence

Moving Past the Dream

Deadly and Merciful Blue

Sky Full of Legends

On the Border of Earth and Being

Who You Really Are

Council of Stars

Scattered As One

Unfinished Bridge To the Infinite

Scenes from Within

Moon of Secrets

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

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

Frozen Retreat

Welcome Jack

Remembering Spring

 

Glistening in the Dark



It's impossible
to feel nothing
in the dark
while everything
floats upward and
all your fury
and hunger
oil their way
to the surface.

Shadows gawk
and hang from
contorted elms, but
you have no patience
for their oozing
mysteries.

One prayer
and your heart opens
like a scroll
of cryptic wisdom,
and the old sages
roll out to remind you:

All is well
because love, and
all its names for God,
never left,

can never leave,

although the game looks
quite convincing from
the trenches in
the cloaked world,
and yes, it's rigged,
but look what you've won:

Could you see
the celestial dramas,
could you truly
know the light,
without the bottomless
nights?

A barn owl makes a sound
from another world.

The moon has fallen and
is everywhere in new
and old forms:

diced and gleaming
on the ink-blot pond;
wrapping trees in its
filmy peace;
luring you into the
softest sandstorm.

Yes, it's like that.

Light is no longer
just an idea
in the dark,
but, like the moon
in tatters
at your feet,
your visible truth,
your sacred and
endless Self.


Patricia Joan Jones








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