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[ripresa]

I know this happiness is provisional:
the looming presences -

great suffering, great fear -
withdraw only

into peripheral vision:
but ineluctable this shimmering

of wind in the blue leaves:
this flood of stillness

widening the lake of sky:
this need to dance,

this need to kneel:
this mystery.
- Denise Levertov, Of Being