Don't Make Lists

by Dorothy Walters


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Every day a new flower rises
from your body's fresh soil.
Don't go around looking
for fallen petals
in a fairy tale, when you've
got the golden plant
right here, now,
shooting forth in light from your eyes,
your awakening crown.

Don't make lists,
or explore ancient accounts.
Forget everything you know
and open.

-- from Marrow of Flame : Poems of the Spiritual Journey, by Dorothy Walters

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