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Freewill is the effort to thank God for Her Gifts:
when you negate freewill you ignore that generosity.
Giving thanks for the capacity of will
increases your power;
relying on destiny’s course takes the gift from your hand.
Believing in predestination
is like going sleep on the road-
don’t sleep! Don’t sleep,
until you come to the gate and reach the threshold!

Mathnawi I:938-942

 

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joy

‘Growl’ said He.
Liquid steel trickles down her spine.
‘Root’ said She.
Grit and sweat combine.
Shoulders preserve mountains.
Longing wakes the dead.
‘I am here’ said He.
She walks.
The angle here is acute,
shadows kiss the light,
and joy whistles through her hair.

stir…

In a dark wood
far far away
she stirs her cauldron
3 teaspoons of rain and shame
Cook with fire
History etched in her skin
salt from wounds that sing
the graceful spoke
great intentions wrote
and the drops of perfume
didn’t make it easier

Who is she
when the lines were drawn
before
before she woke
Come she cries
stir
wider
stir
gather
the East
North
South and West
and stir

120grams of liquid scars
Why did they think
they could
fit stories in jars

Sprinkle with 16 grams of voice
and stir

An ounce of …them
to name one
is to name a nation

Stir

In a place
as close as the jugular vein
She stirs the cauldron

 

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