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Stopping the Nourishing of Illusions

(Psalm 1; Stephen Mitchell paraphrase:

Blessed are the man and the woman

who… no longer nourish illusions.)


I have spent enough time

stirring the overheated

pot of my own

cogitation and ideation,

the thickness of my

emotion and longings.


Come out of the

hot kitchen of the

self. It is too small,

too singular

in perspective.


Walk into the garden

of the other –

that woman over

by the awning. That

man sipping coffee.

The excited and

tired child walking

beside her stroller.

And the tress with

a million leaves

and the wind-carved

clouds. Everything.

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