Each time, each time
And each year
We read the ancient words
Burrowing into the empty spaces
Between those words,
Feeling the wonder there
Letting them sink into us
As we become one with them,
Resting ever more deeply this year
In each line, each phrase
Each word.
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Sinking into them and held mesmerized
In their embrace
The profound, expansive meanings
Washing over us, in us, and through us
Giving us a new glimmer of understanding,
Speaking to us of our ancient selves
And the life of our present heart.
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This year may more of their secrets
Be unlocked
This year may we fall into them
And be caught there
Enveloped by their cosmic wisdom
Held more deeply than ever before.
