inner life; outer life:
these words occur again and again this morning
[in the smiling sunshine as I go about my chores].
typing them here makes me aware of the problem;
[perhaps what the philosophers mean by ying yang (?)]
apparent opposites that aren't really:
sunlight creates shadow.
my own strange story is my way into yours.
not so much the way then,
although it becomes the way for me.
this is what the psalms help me to do:
weave my own life into the fabric
stitch by stitch
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