Rain Is Not A Weeping–1444

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Rain is not a weeping
Nor is leaf to ground a sadness,
It is simple sharing
To fill joy and fruiting
And rebirth
Into the next
As day into dusk
Night into dawn
Sun into moon
Love into tenderness
And my arms into yours.

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Wendy E. Slater
Wendy E. Slater, in her youth, found her greatest gift of expression in poetry -- and then went dormant. Years later, on a trip to Scotland, the fount reopened. She had been through a crucible of chronic illness that forever changed her, launching Wendy on a quest for meaning and life reexamination. That quest opened a gateway into self-healing that resulted in 20 volumes of simmering, soul-searing and spiritual poetry that deftly points humankind toward a new awareness of our Oneness with all humanity, nature, the cosmos and the divinity. Into the Hearth, Poems-Volume 14, is the first of her volumes to reach publication. These poems are excerpts, by permission of Traduka Publishing.

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