Crisis contemplation - Barbara Holmes


 At the center of every crisis  

is an inner space

so deep, so beckoning,

so suddenly and daringly vast,

that it feels like a universe,

feels like God.


When the unthinkable happens, 

and does not relent,

we fall through our hubris

toward an inner flow,

an abiding and rebirthing darkness

that feels like home. 

 

 


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