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starfrostingGod's Work
Moonlight in the kitchen is a sign of God.
The kind of sadness that is a black suction pipe extracting you
from your own navel and which the Buddhists call
"no mindcover" is a sign of God.
The blind alleys that run alongside human conversation
like lashes are a sign of God.
God's own calmness is a sign of God.
The surprisingly cold smell of potatoes or money.
Solid pieces of silence.
From these diverse signs you can see
how much work remains to do.
Put away your sadness, it is a mantle of work.
(----anne carson)
Moonlight in the kitchen is a sign of God.
The kind of sadness that is a black suction pipe extracting you
from your own navel and which the Buddhists call
"no mindcover" is a sign of God.
The blind alleys that run alongside human conversation
like lashes are a sign of God.
God's own calmness is a sign of God.
The surprisingly cold smell of potatoes or money.
Solid pieces of silence.
From these diverse signs you can see
how much work remains to do.
Put away your sadness, it is a mantle of work.
(----anne carson)
