Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Amulets.

June 15, 2017

 

There's a song, Edges, by Lucy Kaplansky, that my best friend in college played for me when absolutely everything seemed like an edge, with no handhold in sight. 

 

That was a long time ago. But once in awhile, one of the lyrics floats back to me, about amulets and wishing.

I know when that reminder arrives to pay attention.

 

Everything I need is in front of me, waiting for assembly. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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