Thursday, January 14, 2010

Spell to be said before sleep


O tall black trees, bless the dark
Each clean dish nestled
in the cupboard; patient, useful
Deer in the forest, bedded down
trust night
Orion makes his way across heaven
his knife safely sheathed
All who worry without words,
lay still like snow
The moon's silver light
cascades down the mountain
swims in the trickling river.
Carry us all, O earth, safely to tomorrow.
( after Jane Hirschfield)

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