The web is full of live streaming, story sharing and simple interactions, everyone seeming to want to share thoughts or conversation with their friends, colleagues or anyone else out there, to replace the face-to-face interactions that are now missing. In that vein, here are two of Mary's poems that I add to the group. Not sure why I picked these...they say something to me, particularly at this time.
"There Is a Place Beyond Ambition"
When the flute players
couldn't think of what to say next
they laid down their pipes,
then they lay down themselves
beside the river
and just listened.
Some of them, after a while,
jumped up
and disappeared back inside the busy town.
But the rest--
so quiet, not even thoughtful--
are still there,
still listening.
"Don't Worry"
Things take the time they take.
Don't worry.
How many roads did St. Augustine follow
before he became St. Augustine?
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