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Renunciation

There will always be voices that promise you greatness and glory:

They call out from the worldly marketplace;

They call out from the spiritual marketplace;

They call out from the fill-your-holes marketplace;

They call out from the bigger-better-more marketplace.

 

Do not buy their false promises, or purchase their ephemeral wares;

What fulfills for a moment is not worth the price of your soul.

There are heights that will lift you, but not when you try to ascend them;

There are powers that will fill you, but not when you make them your own.

There are treasures, and then there are imitations of treasures.

If you have lost your true gold, at least turn away from the glitter.

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The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

 

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

 

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

 

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Perfection

the universe took its time on you

crafted you precisely

so that you could offer the world

something distinct from everyone else

so when you doubt

how you were created

you doubt an energy greater than both of us

 

Rupi Kaur

On Meeting Death

Tonight, Pluto, with the crescent moon as my witness,

I welcome you as my lover.

If you have come to break down my door,

See, I have opened it,

And wait for you at its threshold.

And if you have come to tear off my clothes,

I have flung them aside already,

And stand naked, shivering gladly.

If you have come to hurl me into the abyss,

Watch now, as I release all false supports, one by one,

And fall toward you in ecstasy.

Hear this, Pluto, lord of transformative fire:

What you have come to take from me, I offer you.

 

Jennifer Welwood

I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely, and belong deeply to myself. — Warsan Shire

Dragonflies

We are dragonflies suspended in the morning air

Moving quickly back and forth and back and forth again

Transformed from our youth we rise above the shallow lake

shimmering too much in the dappled sunshine

We zigzag across the mirrored surface

searching for a soulmate

Mile after lonely mile

until at last we fly in tandem

Full of grace and shine and light

we start the magical process again.

 

Caitlin Dundon

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