A Poem For Today - Late Prayer

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Late Prayer

Tenderness does not choose its own uses.

It goes out to everything equally,

circling rabbit and hawk. 

Look: in the iron bucket, 

a single nail, a single ruby—

all the heavens and hells.

They rattle in the heart and make one sound.

 

                  - Jane Hirshfield 

[Isabel Torres-Carrilho]

breathtaking!

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