[Thespiritexpress] A poem read at Mastery

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I love this poem, Riantee. It is a balm to the weary soul, smoothly relinquishing the fever of the mind. Bless you and thank you!Sent from my Verizon, Samsung Galaxy smartphone
-------- Original message --------From: Riantee Rand via Thespiritexpress <thespiritexpress at lists.mcn.org> Date: 10/19/21  9:12 PM  (GMT-08:00) To: thespiritexpress at lists.mcn.org Subject: [Thespiritexpress] A poem read at Mastery In this World but not of this World. Oh, to lie on a bed of feathers and furs in the grip of a gentle sicknessthat embraces and covers youwith a mantle of vagueness,a kind forgetfulness of who you wereas you recline in the loft above the living space where a crackling fire gathers friends and relatives around board games and friendly chats. Oh, to rest there invisible but part of it all,unaccounted for, exempted from duties and gracious exchanges, but loved and loving all the samefor you are no threat to anyone. Oh, to rest in this place of non-identity,accepted by all who love you more than everbecause of that sickness that removes you but is not troublesome,knowing that your warm body is healing in the softest of beds. Nothing to worry about,you’ll come down tomorrow or next day to join in the fun,but until then you need peace and rest,the warmth from the fireplace rising to youas you lounge,rocked by the sweet chatter below,taking part in it but not part of it,just a friend lying in a bed of compassion,a mother, a sister, a daughter, a goddess who has come to know that this sickness is not happening to her,but happening FOR herwho has forgiven All.
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