Locating the Invisible

by Dorothy Walters


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I have nothing to go on,
not even a name.
If asked "what tradition?"
I can only look away.

Is it enough,
this touching within,
this constant infusion of "the other"?

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

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Locating the Invisible