Nothing Alive at Yesterday’s Altar - Kay Crista

[Larry Robinson]

Nothing  Alive at Yesterday’s Altar

Why kneel

in the ashes of yesterday’s altar

when each day rises unfathomable

as a new mystery

 
and I must look

with fresh eyes or see nothing

but the shadows 

of what has been . . .

 
chasing Grace or Peace

Equanimity or Insight 

that no longer burns

with Presence.

 
May I find the courage

each day

to make a fresh altar

of my life

 
	- Kay Crista
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