Skywoman Falling

Page 3 (The first page with text after the title page) 
of Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer

Blackout Poem (Lectio Divina Daily Practice)
2/22/2019

 

She fell the lights streamed empty was the grave

she spiraled in a wave of life the beat

Of wings the only home she’d ever known

the warm embrace of love so it began.

 

 

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Can I maintain my daily practice and create one blackout poem a day, going page by page through Robin Wall Kimmerer’s book Braiding Sweetgrass? I don’t know yet, but I’ll say, ”Yes.”

 

post #282, doing this thing since 1/10/2009 and expanding the audience at the rate of about 1 per year... Ok by me, it frees me to share without worry about what ‘my people’ will think. We are related and/or familiar enough to love each other unconditionally. Let all the feels fall, fly, and be free.