The Deepening Now

 


Remembering Julian of Norwich 

All that is made, the nut: 
in the mystic’s hand, 
planted in the earth, 
growing and producing, 
harvested and home. 

In the deepening now, life: 
will always come to be, 
is always underway, 
always already is. 

For to us a child: 
is always to be born, 
is always being born, 
is always born already. 

For to us, great love:
is always to be risked, 
is always being risked, 
is always risked, already. 

All that is made:
will always come to be, 
is always underway, 
always already is: 

The deepening now, 
the nut in the mystic’s hand, 
all that is made.

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