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I like to think about Sufis whirling, wondering
what they see, or if they see at all. Maybe,
there is something beyond seeing.
I think, perhaps, it is knowing. You,
understand, don’t you?
Poets must have one foot in knowing and
the other in what is not knowable. That’s our dance.
© 2015-2019/Jamie K. Reaser
Published in "Conversations with Mary: Words of Attention and Devotion"
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