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Once, I had danced at the edge of it all
and felt nothing at the end of my fall.
I found courage and strength of heart
to know now that nothing plays a part
separate from any constructed whole.
I must not be intimidated by nor console
those who disregard gentleness as a way.
The human urge to stand and downplay
the other as if the other were fodder for
machines feeding upon what we most adore
pushes reverence beyond any known protocol.
Once will be enough to hear the new year call.

Celebration!

The earth has turned 
in circles for a time!

Day gave way to night.
Seasons to seasons.

Looking forward,
spirits will re-weave anew
though we will once again
ask how to find their work.

Theology will become necessary
and the animating power
of one question will threaten
to tumble the great walls
we have conspicuously built.

Perhaps another question
will simply become a form of prayer
busily lost in the mouth of greed.

The drum circle drums 
will strike the beat on the day
when all venturing outside 
will cease and beneath the 
constant thumping of hearts
a voice will cry in the wilderness,
I am willing.