there is a certain
gravitational pull
that must be broken
when you go on retreat
not by might or power
not by trying
but by untrying
we cannot control
or contrive
we can only make space
we cannot determine
or demand
ours is only to surrender
and wait
there is a certain doing
that must be abandoned
and a certain being
that must be embraced
a spinning
that must come to rest
a chaos
that must be stilled
a foldedness
that must be unfolded
a breath to be received
an embrace to be welcomed
a laying of a weary head
in the lap of God
eyes to be opened
ears to be unstopped
find rest o my soul
in God alone
my hope comes from him
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