It isn't Magic by Gregory Orr

The End of a Cold Night by lrargerich

It's not magic; it isn't a trick.
Every breath is a resurrection.
And when we hear the poem
Which is the world, when our eyes
Gaze at the beloved's body,
We're reborn in all the sacred parts
Of our own bodies:
the heart
Contracts, the brain
Releases its shower
Of sparks,
and the tear
Embarks on its pilgrimage
Down the cheek to meet
The smiling mouth.

 

~ Gregory Orr ~

 

(Concerning the Book that is the Body of the Beloved)

Film--David Whyte: The Opening of Eyes 

Gregory Orr "It's Magic" from www.Panhala.net archives April 2010

The End of a Cold Night by lrargerich@ Flickr Creative Commons./ post by Picturegirl