A comment on this morning's daily Lenten prayer prompts me to re-post this poem by Wendy Wright.
Free Fall
How dark the seeing.
How fragmentary.
Mostly it consists of learning to free fall.
Learning to trust the constant somersaulting.
Learning to live with spiritual vertigo.
Learning to love the darkness.
Learning to trust the brief glimpses.
Learning that blindness is its own seeing.
Learning that the falling is in itself beautiful.
That at the bottom of the well of my heart,
I free fall into You.
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-Wendy Wright
Love this Wendy Wright poem. Thanks for posting.
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