by Elizabeth Reninger

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this meadow, held in concavity
by a rocky perimeter -- a rim
from which its grassy
slopes descend, and to which
they return, is where I stand:

an image perched
on the cliff of an eye's
boney orbit, my Love drawn
irresistibly to its center
cast upside-down and backwards

into a larger Intelligence
returned then as an echo
I call my world -- as a new
form enlivened

divinized by
that Surrender. . .

-- from And Now the Story Lives Inside You, by Elizabeth Reninger

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The Longing in Between: Sacred Poetry from Around the World (A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology) And Now the Story Lives Inside You