Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Letting Go We Begin

"Send forth your light and your truth;
  let them lead me away,
let them lead me up your holy mountain,
  up to your sanctuary."
                                                                        Psalm 42

At the arenas
the horses are flaring
their spirits
into the rose tinging

tossing their
of light
through the orbiting

see the grace moving in the curves of muscle
sculpting the air
and their eyes so dark 
and lovely-deep;

see how they are beautiful in their going
and their coming round 
and round

 as if, in the rings
of letting go 
we begin
again and again,
like the 
horses' shining
in the late light
before its disappearing;

like our hands 

full of grace
spilling over.

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