By Judith, Hermit of Sarada
Tsalagi (Eastern Cherokee)

At sundown,
when the great, green
pines have grown
their shadowy doubles
in the mirror lake;

and the black-winged
crows, flocking thickly
overhead, have called
all the lost birds
quickly home to roost—

my hesitant heart
creeps out, timid, like
a common house mouse,
to sip only very briefly
at the water’s edge:

then oh! plunges deeply in—
just behind the floating geese,
in whose shimmering wake,
though like a wedge,
I am separate from nothing.

SISTER JUDITH THACKRAY, Hermit of Sarada, is a founding member of
the Interfaith Contemplative Order of Sarada.

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