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Footprints in the Windsm # 1940–Like a dream our old life vanishes

Footprints in the Windsm # 1940

The sun came up this morning
The water yet crashes over the falls
Birds to one another call today
Yes they know of our fright-filled disease
In some deeper longer knowing
~~~
There is a stream beneath that holds as one
The crashing waters and the still
~~
Like a dream our old life vanishes
Shouldn’t this crisis be slowing to a calm?
~
There is a stream
We’re of this stream

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Works of dying:

Works of dying:
Missing
Wrestling
Angel
Not being
Remembering, putting together, meaning, making sense
Lessons and messages
What is human
Becoming ancestor
Testifying, truth telling
Stepping down
Being gathered
Whole, completions
Resituating

:- Doug.

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with them

Miss them
with them

:- Doug.

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Don’t know speed

I don’t know
nor does any body
what speed then?

:- Doug.

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Be less than you can be

Be less than you can be
like you
I’ve wondered about choosing

:- Doug.

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Abdicate death

Some say we will soon eradicate death. If we abdicate death what will become of us, our meaning, our humanity, our compassion?

:- Doug.

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