Today isthe morning afterYom Kippur.I find it hard toput food in my mouth.
I woke witha subtle headache,undoubtedly fromgoing withoutcoffee for 48 hours,and though I’vemade myself a cup,I don’t really wantto drink it.
I want to go outsideand drink inthe wide silence,to be withthe earth.
On the radioJoanna Macy isreading Rilke to me,reminding meto rememberthe beautyof this world…
“World is lover,world is self;it’s okay for ourhearts to be brokenover the world…”
For thisI’ve neededpermission,for I am justa foolish womancryingover the world…
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