Seclusion Hill
I climbed alone
Seclusion Hill,
leaning into the
strong winds
where You accomplished
Your Manonash work
in that little
asbestos hut.
Annihilation of the
Mind –
throne and root of
all these problems.
O Beloved, it's Your strong winds
supporting me now. They call out:
‘Climb the Hill
within your chest.
Pare down from the Mind’s
duplicity
to your one True
Self.’
O child of God, in
deep seclusion He labored
that we might rise to
true solitude.
(from A Jewel in the Dust, 2011)
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