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For Freedom
As a bird soars high
In
the free holding of the wind,
Clear of the certainty of ground,
Opening
the imagination of wings
Into the grace of emptiness
To fulfill new
voyagings,
May your life awaken
To the call of its freedom.
In
the free holding of the wind,
Clear of the certainty of ground,
Opening
the imagination of wings
Into the grace of emptiness
To fulfill new
voyagings,
May your life awaken
To the call of its freedom.
As the ocean absolves
itself
Of the expectation of land,
Approaching only
In the form of
waves
That fill and pleat and fall
With such gradual elegance
As to
make of the limit
A sonorous threshold
Whose music echoes back
among
The give and strain of memory,
Thus may your heart know the
patience
That can draw infinity from limitation.
itself
Of the expectation of land,
Approaching only
In the form of
waves
That fill and pleat and fall
With such gradual elegance
As to
make of the limit
A sonorous threshold
Whose music echoes back
among
The give and strain of memory,
Thus may your heart know the
patience
That can draw infinity from limitation.
As the embrace of the
earth
Welcomes all we call death,
Taking deep into itself
The right
solitude of a seed,
Allowing it time
To shed the grip of former
form
And give way to a deeper generosity
That will one day send it
forth,
A tree into springtime,
earth
Welcomes all we call death,
Taking deep into itself
The right
solitude of a seed,
Allowing it time
To shed the grip of former
form
And give way to a deeper generosity
That will one day send it
forth,
A tree into springtime,
May all that holds you
Fall from its
hungry ledge
Into the fecund surge of your heart.
~ John O'Donohue
~
(To Bless the Space Between Us)