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“We rise now

not as the wounded,

but as the ones who remember

we were never separate

from the love that shaped us.”

Here is our next piece of poetry:

In the soft braid of co-creation and solitary stillness,

Love gathers itself around me in many textures—

different in tone,

yet dissolving into one radiant field,

a generosity without end

for myself,

for the world.

Recognition recognizes itself.

Remembering remembers itself.

Seeing sees.

Connection connects.

Beyond age,

beyond gender,

beyond language and culture,

beyond the stories that once held shape,

beyond the architecture of time.

I come to rest

inside Love—

as Love—

here, in this moment,

in this sacred homeland

that has never been apart,

never been elsewhere,

never forgotten.

~ Junyan Liu

Our Prayer continues..

Land me in the depths of time,

Land me in your knowing fine,

Weaving veils of goodness through

Lasting love and structures new,

Weave me in and out of mine,

Being manifest divine,

When your cycle comes to rest,

Cosmic heart amid my breast.

(2017) ~ Julia Thompson