Labor Day

when i think of All

the pains and strains

this Planet and It's People

have labored through

the graven injustices 

the brazen inequities

and shameful inequalities

i wonder if it all

will stretch our Bodies

and very Being

beyond the curious quaking

and spurious shaking 

into our very breaking

demanding Energy beyond

which We can expend

but then i'm reminded

of how our Bodies

are created with capacities

not only to stretch 

but to expand

both to endure

and to secure

Life growing within

and how a tiny

yet Transcendent Universe

takes shape behind

a membrane so thin

a Space the Mystics

describe as the Meeting Place

of Human and Divine

Heaven on Earth

struggling into Growth

staggering through Labor

(which is not in vain)

into the Day

to give Birth

to a new Creation

a Beloved Communion

where all of Nature

is actually our Neighbor

haggling with the Creator

for a better deal

a less painful wheel

upon which to spin

a new Web of Welcome

a fragile Masterpiece 

which contains All

of the gratuitous Grace

and lascivious Love

pouring out in cries

of unbridled Laughter

in the Here and Now

as an ordinarily extraordinary

Taste of the Hereafter

as Sighs of Spirit

resound among and around

Us All as We

bask in the Beauty

and grasp at the Glory

and gasp in the Presence

of One Little Miracle

that emerged from Us

(and in essence IS Us)

wordlessly and breathlessly

in Wonder of It All...

Let It Be.

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('The Womb of the World' © Kelly Kruse)