Praise our open moments
whether we opened ourselves or were opened,
whether we see light or dark beyond,
whether we are terrified by what we see through that opening
or are comforted, whether or not we then relocate
and step though into the Next Place, whether or not
we stay there —
praise them as necessary keys,
praise them as pain and ecstasy hinged upon each other —
whether or not we move through,
whether or not we reseal and turn away,
praise them as we would any birth —
praise what change comes from them
as we are not unchanged,
are never unchanged afterward.

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