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Getting Ready

What might you need to let go of or “clean out” in order to make room for wonder or joy?

—Kayleen Asbo, Advent and the Arts: The Week of Hope

Just today I walked

in the shadows

and noticed how

they scrubbed me

the way silence sometimes

scrubs a room.

Wonder rushed in.

It wasn’t that I was trying

to keep wonder out,

it’s just that with my schedule

and rigor, I hadn’t left it

space to enter.

If only with mop

and broom I could sweep

out anything

that would keep me

from wonder, from joy.

Instead, the world offers

shadow, stillness,

quietude, loss,

and a red-tailed hawk

in the heart,

circling, circling,

wondering what

it might subtract next.

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But not this one,

its pale under wings

 

flapping and gliding, soaring

on the updraft,

the rise of it, oh,

the surprise of its shape.

 

How easily the world

rewards our attention,

 

how easily I

lose track.

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funny how much more beautiful it was
when I thought it was a hawk riding the air,
that crow

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